<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:26:55.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>simplicity.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>458</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-8220985444583236781</id><published>2008-08-03T21:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T21:21:09.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So long, farewell</title><content type='html'>This is my 487th post of Blogger and I've decided to switch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tappingroulette.livejournal.com"&gt;http://tappingroulette.livejournal.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Not much of a fresh name eh?)&lt;br /&gt;Okay it's so sudden and rash but I got so excited after knowing how to do figure my own CSS! Much easier than HTML (I suppose) and I need a change plus offending less people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw my cbox is still accessible there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(p/s You never know, I might just come back after all!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-8220985444583236781?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/8220985444583236781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=8220985444583236781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/8220985444583236781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/8220985444583236781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/08/so-long-farewell.html' title='So long, farewell'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-60396663320213838</id><published>2008-08-01T19:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T19:51:24.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oxymoron</title><content type='html'>Hello Jia Hui don't be sad you know you were never meant to excel in both languages at the same time. Anyway it's the end of the week so be a little happy at least. Even though your Chinese tuition is in the middle of the day tomorrow it's okay cause you know you'll be seeing your lovely and caring tutor whom you love like pancakes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-60396663320213838?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/60396663320213838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=60396663320213838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/60396663320213838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/60396663320213838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/08/oxymoron.html' title='Oxymoron'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-3658260477497870828</id><published>2008-07-29T20:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T20:24:50.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheer up, cheer up, don't be blue</title><content type='html'>It's Tuesday night on a humid island, and it's still bloody hot. I am a sticky smelly shithead and I float around without a soul. I wish there was something I could do well so that I could just devote my whole life to it. I don't even sleep well, I toss and turn around the bed and make the double decker screach like a squashed monkey. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep singing to the bridge/chorus of I Need A Holiday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cheer up, cheer up, don't be blue&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget it's hometime soon&lt;br /&gt;We'll make it through another working day&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT I REALLY SHOULD GET THAT INTO MY HEAD. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DYK, blogs were invented to observe the gradual loss of sanity in every being (yeah, right). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scouting for Girls reincarnates me x8678231245465. I worship cute music! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s I self-destruct. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I wish it could be Sunday when I wake up everyday.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-3658260477497870828?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/3658260477497870828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=3658260477497870828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/3658260477497870828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/3658260477497870828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/07/cheer-up-cheer-up-dont-be-blue.html' title='Cheer up, cheer up, don&apos;t be blue'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-646950059941554208</id><published>2008-07-28T18:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T18:27:00.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>M(oo)p(oo)s.</title><content type='html'>Condemning corrupt cows (alliteration!) with Ch1 is my favourite past time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like, I stereotype people who stereotype and call them stereotypes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Go figure.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-646950059941554208?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/646950059941554208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=646950059941554208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/646950059941554208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/646950059941554208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/07/moopoos.html' title='M(oo)p(oo)s.'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-3187839162537094534</id><published>2008-07-25T23:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T11:09:04.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guilty Pleasure</title><content type='html'>Aichi Meiden High School's Band is.. great. Multi-talented people! They can sing and dance and play instruments like fwoah. Okay and we were just shouting encore a bizillion times till they had to announce "..and this is the very last song we are playing for you tonight". Note 'very last song' :D OHYEAHOHYEAH SO FUN SO FUN! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE DEEP PURPLE MEDLEY. &lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=jcpChl6Gc8M&amp;feature=related"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; to see the same performance they had two years back. Till now I haven't found anyone who has updated yesterday's performance on youtube (technically, photod and video are not allowed).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'm in a extremely hyper mood. I love my family and futuristic discussions hohowahahee :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has anyone told you lately about PE presentations! OHMYGEEEZ :D Considering that I'm an inflexible piece of meat and that I have zero gym (as a cca) experience, whether one month or two days! And I'm so proud for my group hah cause 5 out of 6 have at least 1 day of gym-as-a-cca experience (I'm that 1 out of 6 that doesn't). So yay yay yippee even though gym does not have marks in our PPR yay yay at least it wasn't screwd up like we imagined it to be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm still so happy ohmygosh. It's 11 on a Saturday morning now and in two more hours my tutor is going to come and I am going to announce to her my school next year. Just just just... JUST IMAGINE THAT LOOK ON HER FACE! Classic I tell you, she'd probably say something unoriginal like &lt;i&gt;how IP standard plunged down ah&lt;/i&gt;, wah! O: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;It's only when you know it can't be undone that you try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-3187839162537094534?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/3187839162537094534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=3187839162537094534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/3187839162537094534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/3187839162537094534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/07/guilty-pleasure.html' title='Guilty Pleasure'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-7239476951638448676</id><published>2008-07-23T17:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T18:00:26.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smile with your heart</title><content type='html'>2001 - SN Primary 1 Grace&lt;br /&gt;2002 - SN Primary 2 Grace&lt;br /&gt;2003 - SN Primary 3 Faith&lt;br /&gt;2004 - SN Primary 4 Faith&lt;br /&gt;2005 - SN Primary 5 Faith&lt;br /&gt;2006 - SN Primary 6 Purity&lt;br /&gt;2007 - SN Secondary 1 Purity&lt;br /&gt;2008 - SN Secondary 2 Truth&lt;br /&gt;2009 - NJC (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think you got the message :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw I survived the four tests.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-7239476951638448676?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/7239476951638448676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=7239476951638448676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/7239476951638448676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/7239476951638448676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/07/smile-with-your-heart.html' title='Smile with your heart'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-3296527893446096725</id><published>2008-07-21T18:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T18:58:10.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fantastic Four</title><content type='html'>T for Tomorrow, Tuesday, Tests (PLURAL PLURAL), Trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have spelling, Chinese Formal Letter writing, GEOGRAPHY TEST, Literature test. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spelling isn't so much of a official test-test but STILL, really, wow, you know, you're welcomed. It's definitely only normal to train students aged 14 and younger to be best friends with their textbooks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT'S THE TRICK ISN'T IT, to let us enjoy so much last week (as in only one test PLUS band break for us) and throw in everything this week! On Thursday we have Indian Dance presentation plus PE presentation.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T is for Two days later, Thursday, Tired, Trauma. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really you know, don't mention it, I'm doing so fine I have time to tell that to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder, I had this queer feeling of stepping back into my father's car right after walking through the gates of Avenue 2 this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired, dirty and hungry. I can't wait for dinner to be ready, before Geography and I spend some more quality time together, hmm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-3296527893446096725?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/3296527893446096725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=3296527893446096725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/3296527893446096725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/3296527893446096725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/07/fantastic-four.html' title='Fantastic Four'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-2567796898270737752</id><published>2008-07-20T16:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:33:48.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dark Knight</title><content type='html'>I watched The Dark Knight yesterday! I was nearly asleep while waiting for the show to begin but the action and everything was FWOAH. And there's a twist to the whole story but I'm not going to type the plot! &gt;:D I think Lucius Fox (Morgan Freeman) is the Coolest Man alive! Since it's a movie, it IS possible for that one rich person to have such fabulous gadgets :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heath Ledger played Joker really well. Scared me out of my seat as well, with his constant lip smacking and glistening knives and "Let's put a smile on your face!" and "Why, so, serious?", wah seriously it's freaking sadistic and gruesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder how I was watching the 1989 Batman just before going for The Dark Knight and thought it was scary. I'm glad they found more muscular Batmans and Rachels (but Katie Holmes was still better) over the years. And more realistic and threatening Jokers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compare these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SIL6t-5FnyI/AAAAAAAAALk/4pGflfeZ-BI/s1600-h/180704_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SIL6t-5FnyI/AAAAAAAAALk/4pGflfeZ-BI/s200/180704_4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225014185586695970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Batman, 1989 (Jack Nicholson) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SIL6uOXVnJI/AAAAAAAAALs/MScuheoWwmA/s1600-h/batman_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SIL6uOXVnJI/AAAAAAAAALs/MScuheoWwmA/s200/batman_01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225014189740104850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dark Knight, 2008 (Heath Ledger)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like my father mentioned, the 1989 Joker does look a little comical compared to Heath Ledger's portrayal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You either die a hero or you live long enough to see yourself become the villain.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-2567796898270737752?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/2567796898270737752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=2567796898270737752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/2567796898270737752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/2567796898270737752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/07/dark-night.html' title='The Dark Knight'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SIL6t-5FnyI/AAAAAAAAALk/4pGflfeZ-BI/s72-c/180704_4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-5941119746388099532</id><published>2008-07-18T18:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T18:39:47.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Till they're before your eyes</title><content type='html'>This week was a blast! Monday mug, Tuesday mug, Wednesday mug, Thursday mug, ohmygod Friday test! Even though I may mutate into a cup anytime soon I'm coping perfectly well with the Band Break week! No withdrawals, no worries, no study procrastination! Wow! Every sentence ends of with an exclamation mark! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're still alive despite being such a pain in butt only because I am in a great mood! (Well no, not after I had to interact with you) Today's Friday and I get to sleep late and chuck my History textbook! I won't have to see you for the weekend, AT LEAST, and perhaps more! And probably still alive cause I can't deal with you blop physically but whatever, that's what you wanted to hear right? Hippopotamus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;My heavy heart sinks deep down under you,&lt;br /&gt;And your twisted words, your help just hurts.&lt;br /&gt;You are not what I thought you were.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll show your ginobimonomous butt that life isn't all about being incredibly huge and letting hulk smell your socks &gt;:O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-5941119746388099532?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/5941119746388099532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=5941119746388099532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/5941119746388099532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/5941119746388099532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/07/till-theyre-before-your-eyes.html' title='Till they&apos;re before your eyes'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-293757995762829638</id><published>2008-07-15T19:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:33:48.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Violet Hill</title><content type='html'>Week-late photos from Mary Anne Ho Ching Ping's fourteenth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SHyRsvz0drI/AAAAAAAAALM/aWldPbOT65Y/s1600-h/DSC00088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SHyRsvz0drI/AAAAAAAAALM/aWldPbOT65Y/s200/DSC00088.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223209865777018546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On her fourteenth I tried to push her to the Sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SHyRtPiSV1I/AAAAAAAAALU/71lM8mvf2ZQ/s1600-h/DSC00077e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SHyRtPiSV1I/AAAAAAAAALU/71lM8mvf2ZQ/s200/DSC00077e.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223209874293413714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This it the first and last picture I attempted to edit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SHyRtfGcdQI/AAAAAAAAALc/ux4wgMaQjvg/s1600-h/DSC00101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SHyRtfGcdQI/AAAAAAAAALc/ux4wgMaQjvg/s200/DSC00101.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223209878471603458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tall people look good in pictures&lt;br /&gt;Short people take pictures which look good :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-293757995762829638?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/293757995762829638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=293757995762829638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/293757995762829638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/293757995762829638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/07/violet-hill.html' title='Violet Hill'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SHyRsvz0drI/AAAAAAAAALM/aWldPbOT65Y/s72-c/DSC00088.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-3168648232873667154</id><published>2008-07-13T13:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T13:13:31.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Euphoria</title><content type='html'>ALL THAT MONTHS OF HARDWORK AND HANUKKAH AND UNDER THE DOUBLE EAGLE OMG&lt;br /&gt;THIRD THIRD THIRD GOLD GOLD GOLD &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;THIRD GOLD&lt;/span&gt; &lt;u&gt;THIRD GOLD&lt;/u&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;THIRD GOLD&lt;/span&gt; OMG &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;YAAAAAAAAAAY!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy I'm so happy I'm so happy omg omg omg snsb roxsox YAY YAY YAY YAY YAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-3168648232873667154?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/3168648232873667154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=3168648232873667154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/3168648232873667154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/3168648232873667154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/07/euphoria.html' title='Euphoria'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-2100862573411981688</id><published>2008-07-12T20:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T21:23:28.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Come what may</title><content type='html'>It's like a whole sack of rice has been lifted off my back! Wait till tomorrow, I'd be floating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XXX I choose to believe in horoscopes because they tell me everything I am feeling. In better vocabulary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what, &lt;i&gt;for today&lt;/i&gt;, my colorgenics results is untrue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-2100862573411981688?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/2100862573411981688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=2100862573411981688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/2100862573411981688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/2100862573411981688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/07/come-what-may.html' title='Come what may'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-7756756341453299826</id><published>2008-07-11T20:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T21:05:48.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reverberating footsteps</title><content type='html'>Whoa not bad, nine days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even before the week ends, I can say it &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; a rough week. We had a re-tingxie and Math test and most of the week was spent practising for NBC. And the Bumpiest Tuesday, when about half the world around me started telling me they were going for V(JC)IP. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking alot about Saturday, whole week, during lessons, during bedtime - well, it's just tomorrow. How come I seem to be the only one being paranoid, as usual, cause I am sure it matters as much to everyone else. Probably I'm the only one being paranoid and &lt;i&gt;showing it&lt;/i&gt;. CJH WON'T BE TROUNCED, either way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I conclude my year now I can say that I've broken my resolution of not being influenced, not taking what others say to heart, and taking my own stand for once. And I just have to say "Next year, I'll try again" a few more times before I turn 86, possibly, years old.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I could listen to Sara Bareilles all day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Set me free, leave me be&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to fall another moment into your gravity.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-7756756341453299826?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/7756756341453299826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=7756756341453299826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/7756756341453299826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/7756756341453299826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/07/reverberating-footsteps.html' title='Reverberating footsteps'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-3426255082199327922</id><published>2008-07-02T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T22:24:15.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No longer fourteen</title><content type='html'>First was you and you and perhaps everyone else, then you, then you big time, then you small time, then you and you whom I least expected this from. Part and parcel of it, isn't it, you can never smile for too long. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me I'm just paranoid and heading into a mid-life crisis. (Yeah I wish)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I get through I'll accept that my tipping point was decided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One and a half weeks since school started, I haven't managed to wake up late &lt;i&gt;at all&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-3426255082199327922?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/3426255082199327922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=3426255082199327922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/3426255082199327922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/3426255082199327922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/07/no-longer-fourteen.html' title='No longer fourteen'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-6848464314657954360</id><published>2008-06-28T21:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T21:26:20.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eyes down when you said</title><content type='html'>It's not as if we didn't try. It's not as if we weren't scared shitless and all. Was that all you could manage? Telling us we were horrible and undeserving. That you could so easily shrug off the way you treated us like an example, the way you looked down on us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not have been the most appropriate person but look; It's not as if we didn't try. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's true, really, I don't handle setbacks easily. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of Week 1. What was the definition of life again?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-6848464314657954360?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/6848464314657954360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=6848464314657954360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/6848464314657954360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/6848464314657954360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/06/eyes-down-when-you-said.html' title='Eyes down when you said'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-4501053344600249132</id><published>2008-06-21T19:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T19:40:54.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Many The Miles</title><content type='html'>I'M HOME! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah total Santa Claus I tell you, :D Came home and gave presents to everyone (like my sister and father hurkhurk) and realised I bought alot of things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's Saturday (yeah I'm back on Singapore time) and school's in two days. Like wooh, totally exciting right! 'Send chills and squeals down my spine. Hmm, absolutely. Greet the new term, the new semester with a bright white blinding smile, not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays.&lt;br /&gt;(I love you xAll-my-life)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-4501053344600249132?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/4501053344600249132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=4501053344600249132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/4501053344600249132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/4501053344600249132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/06/many-miles.html' title='Many The Miles'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-2713211811999323016</id><published>2008-06-19T03:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T04:09:05.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation / homework is exciting</title><content type='html'>Hello world, I AM &lt;b&gt;NOT&lt;/b&gt; BACK. Yes, really, London does have computers! Why do you think I'd be recounting my London trip in Singapore daily at &lt;i&gt;4am&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Retarded Miss Stranger sent me an amazing message this morning (my morning), "EHYO you never tell me you're back ah! I thought was 20th! Coolshitxz ha! Okay we meet up before school opens k, so you can give me my present."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after dinner I &lt;s&gt;actually, surprisingly&lt;/s&gt; decided to sit down to complete my Math homework. That &lt;s&gt;unsurprisingly&lt;/s&gt; didn't succeed because I couldn't get PartB of a certain question so I was stuck. Horrible horrible. Then I took out my Geography Graded Assignment and completed questions here and there. But I'm still not done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ysee, I start so hurriedly and anxiously but when I stop it's like forever. Forever is great but flashbacks of certain pieces of paper (p to the p to the r) start popping up in your mind - then you realise that you can't exactly get into the colleges you visited this morning at Cambridge if you don't complete them. Life, isn't it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures of Cambridge another day, I'm off to more cough important cough stuff sneeze.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-2713211811999323016?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/2713211811999323016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=2713211811999323016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/2713211811999323016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/2713211811999323016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/06/vacation-homework-is-exciting.html' title='Vacation / homework is exciting'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-9187543688426887234</id><published>2008-06-18T04:16:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:33:51.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation / sights</title><content type='html'>It's about 9.15pm now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visited Shakespear's birthplace today, Stratford upon Avon. The houses and everything in those days were so cosy and quirky. And even though the floorboards creaked while you walk and make you feel really overweight it was still a pretty experience. The gardens were huge and I salute anyone who had the patience to keep such organised and colourful gardens. Well, I crossed gardener out of my career options the first time I saw a worm. Photography within the house wasn't allowed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SFglQaA1I4I/AAAAAAAAAKM/DVfYK37EL7k/s1600-h/DSC00043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SFglQaA1I4I/AAAAAAAAAKM/DVfYK37EL7k/s200/DSC00043.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212957532472288130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we sat down for lunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I was taking pictures here and there when I realised it was on video mode. So, just go to the &lt;a href="http://www.stratford-upon-avon.co.uk/static_441.htm"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt; yes? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SFgmQansOGI/AAAAAAAAAKU/laxrHNFiHjc/s1600-h/knott_garden_home_34.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SFgmQansOGI/AAAAAAAAAKU/laxrHNFiHjc/s200/knott_garden_home_34.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212958632146909282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is from the website, and this is how the garden looks like! O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we decided to leave the place later we visited Blenheim Palace on the way back. Within they palaced they mostly told you about Winston Churchill and his family. I also decided, I wouldn't mind owning a huge house like this. So watch out, the next time you visit my house you might just have to queue up at a little booth outside for entry tickets. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SFgnSvCPo6I/AAAAAAAAAKc/6BqKAWhBpD4/s1600-h/DSC00053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SFgnSvCPo6I/AAAAAAAAAKc/6BqKAWhBpD4/s200/DSC00053.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212959771498357666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SFgnTcDS2SI/AAAAAAAAAKk/yMQeFUbEuww/s1600-h/DSC00054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SFgnTcDS2SI/AAAAAAAAAKk/yMQeFUbEuww/s200/DSC00054.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212959783582357794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SFgnT22enZI/AAAAAAAAAKs/xPoMsbckGoA/s1600-h/DSC00057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SFgnT22enZI/AAAAAAAAAKs/xPoMsbckGoA/s200/DSC00057.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212959790776360338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SFgnUW59wHI/AAAAAAAAAK0/H5Rn74xZLyA/s1600-h/DSC00059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SFgnUW59wHI/AAAAAAAAAK0/H5Rn74xZLyA/s200/DSC00059.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212959799380918386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SFgnVAWUc3I/AAAAAAAAAK8/_Vh88g5D58w/s1600-h/DSC00060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SFgnVAWUc3I/AAAAAAAAAK8/_Vh88g5D58w/s200/DSC00060.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212959810505700210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SFgnxOp2TtI/AAAAAAAAALE/fRDvTjNtY0A/s1600-h/DSC00064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SFgnxOp2TtI/AAAAAAAAALE/fRDvTjNtY0A/s200/DSC00064.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212960295382044370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Pictures from the last few days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SFgj5lW1t5I/AAAAAAAAAJk/CHDCHVmp940/s1600-h/DSC00003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SFgj5lW1t5I/AAAAAAAAAJk/CHDCHVmp940/s200/DSC00003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212956040868771730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Kew Gardens - Good Friends Bench!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SFgj6ZMpOII/AAAAAAAAAJs/kZOnXPYZSPg/s1600-h/DSC00007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SFgj6ZMpOII/AAAAAAAAAJs/kZOnXPYZSPg/s200/DSC00007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212956054784653442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving through Richmond Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SFgj7HZ1NqI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/DgXY-8gjeDM/s1600-h/DSC00009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SFgj7HZ1NqI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/DgXY-8gjeDM/s200/DSC00009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212956067187996322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parks in Singapores don't have deers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SFgj7mCdFrI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/AVplBqpD3x4/s1600-h/DSC00010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SFgj7mCdFrI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/AVplBqpD3x4/s200/DSC00010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212956075411445426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made a U-turn to get a better shot and we drove back to find the deers on the other side of the road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SFgj8BVMANI/AAAAAAAAAKE/2_WUmyXkW8E/s1600-h/DSC00028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SFgj8BVMANI/AAAAAAAAAKE/2_WUmyXkW8E/s200/DSC00028.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212956082737774802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back - Prince Caspian bus, HAH &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been hearing alot of 10000 Night of Thunder by Alphabeat on the radio. And I've never heard it before, but it's so jumpy and happy! Like Float On and You Make My Dreams! AH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-9187543688426887234?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/9187543688426887234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=9187543688426887234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/9187543688426887234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/9187543688426887234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/06/vacation-sights.html' title='Vacation / sights'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SFglQaA1I4I/AAAAAAAAAKM/DVfYK37EL7k/s72-c/DSC00043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-7331011307207795630</id><published>2008-06-14T01:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T01:48:34.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation / wind in your hair</title><content type='html'>Capital 95.8 is the coolest thing ever, really. Even though the repeat the top hits throughout the day, at least they're repeating songs I like! Today's the second day of vacation, it's been a slackish and easy day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I call this truly unwinding, because I haven't opened the book I brought along, and I haven't attempted any homework that I brought along, and I haven't had to plug in my earphones to hear some familiar music. Oh trust me, it feels good hmm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Waitrose! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer's only chilly when the wind starts blowing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And 9pm here is as bright as noon, which is as bright as 7am, really really long days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-7331011307207795630?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/7331011307207795630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=7331011307207795630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/7331011307207795630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/7331011307207795630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/06/vacation-wind-in-your-hair.html' title='Vacation / wind in your hair'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-1682553737410399034</id><published>2008-06-12T16:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T16:09:02.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation</title><content type='html'>I was about to post about how sunny and lovely the weather in London is, when it started raining &lt;i&gt;on me&lt;/i&gt;. Well, nearly, the rain was just a glass pane away. It lasted for about 3 seconds, then now its drizzling lightly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just past 9am now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plane ride wasn't that scary, hah. But it was boring because the movies on board didn't really interest me and it took me so long to get to sleep. As in, &lt;u&gt;so long&lt;/u&gt;. The armrests couldn't be lifted, so even though there were two empty &lt;s&gt;tempting&lt;/s&gt; seats next to me, I was still squished in my own seat. And I couldn't lie back cause I didn't have strength to push the whole chair back (say, Loser!). Basically I was just sitting upright sleeping. I was also panicking when they reminded all the passengers to "return the footrests to their original positions", because I had no strength to push the footrest (or calf rest) back down (say, Loser!). But I managed it before the plane landed, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention, there were two families with toddlers sitting in front of me. TWO FAMILIES! That's why my night was so long. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW IT'S SUNNY AND LOVELY AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s London's radio stations are cooler, they play the songs in my playlist!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-1682553737410399034?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/1682553737410399034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=1682553737410399034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/1682553737410399034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/1682553737410399034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/06/vacation.html' title='Vacation'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-4580112550506341371</id><published>2008-06-11T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T18:21:13.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>Hello there. There's about 5 more hours till my flight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-4580112550506341371?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/4580112550506341371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=4580112550506341371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/4580112550506341371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/4580112550506341371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title='-'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-2931295437125682783</id><published>2008-06-09T23:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T23:51:04.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weiyun's Fault</title><content type='html'>Tagged by Weiyun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A) People who have been tagged must write their anwsers on their blog and replace any question that they dislike with a new question formulated by themselves.&lt;br /&gt;B) Tag 8 people to do this quiz and those who are tagged cannot refuse, these people must state who they were tagged by and cannot tag the person who they were tagged by! Continue this game by sending it to other people![Questions on top, Answer below]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think an ideal best friend should be like?&lt;br /&gt;Somebody with similar interests :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you had a dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;I thought dreams wouldn't come true if you said them out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whose butt would like to kick the most?&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do with a billion dollars?&lt;br /&gt;Lead a happy life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your ideal lover like?&lt;br /&gt;Somebody with similar interests?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone?&lt;br /&gt;Both&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long will you wait for someone you really love?&lt;br /&gt;Until I get tired :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there anything that has made you extremely happy?&lt;br /&gt;I get happy easily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the person you secretly like is already attached, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;Move on &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you fall in love with two people simultaneously, who will you pick?&lt;br /&gt;See if it reaches a stage when it's my call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What type of people do you hate?&lt;br /&gt;People who ask this sort of question&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do you want most now?&lt;br /&gt;And why did I start doing this quiz..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you want to be in your next life?&lt;br /&gt;Haven't made any plans hmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something to describe you?&lt;br /&gt;Weird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can have one more wish to come true, what is it?&lt;br /&gt;To have my wish (which you will not know about) come true &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you afraid to lose now?&lt;br /&gt;My sanity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you lack now?&lt;br /&gt;Everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to spend 200 bucks?&lt;br /&gt;* Digs out wishlist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your requirement(s) for your other half?&lt;br /&gt;I thought you asked this earlier!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What type of person do you hate?&lt;br /&gt;What's the difference between this and "What type of people do you hate?" ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you cherish every friendship?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, of course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in god?&lt;br /&gt;Yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you find it a must to have a BF?&lt;br /&gt;And that's the abbriev for..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you want your friends to be?&lt;br /&gt;Themselves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your hobbies/hobby?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing productive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats your ambition?&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell you again if I achieve it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you want yourself to be?&lt;br /&gt;Myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats your favourite drink?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing in particular, and in what way is this more important than my sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there anything that made you unhappy recently?&lt;br /&gt;POP ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in eternal love?&lt;br /&gt;Yes! How about family?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;The 8 lucky ppl to do the quiz;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not evil, hah :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-2931295437125682783?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/2931295437125682783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=2931295437125682783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/2931295437125682783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/2931295437125682783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/06/weiyuns-fault.html' title='Weiyun&apos;s Fault'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-1120135040028138513</id><published>2008-06-06T20:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:33:53.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>POP 2008</title><content type='html'>So there was POP today! And I discovered horrible facts, like how Clean Colour makes my whole face sticky and eeeky, and how certain monkeys (namely those whose names start with Christine and end with Seow) can't keep still during phototakings, and how Laisum is such an absolute camwhore... But nevertheless! Congratulations, all post holders!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES YES YES and I know I bake fabulously, and so does the earlier mentioned monkey and Weiyun! :D And we turned my kitchen upsidedown and insideout yesterday but ho, that was fun too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I'll miss the Sec 4s! Our section's become so small now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm posting pictures straight because I can't think of anything to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SEk8LGwRzhI/AAAAAAAAAH0/T_MQJMJMzGY/s1600-h/P1010821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SEk8LGwRzhI/AAAAAAAAAH0/T_MQJMJMzGY/s200/P1010821.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208760605520023058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Section mates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SEk8Lbg3nFI/AAAAAAAAAH8/rsLGjra5oGA/s1600-h/P1010824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SEk8Lbg3nFI/AAAAAAAAAH8/rsLGjra5oGA/s200/P1010824.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208760611092536402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NINE YEAR FRIEND! Special mention eh, woman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SEk8LxLGEKI/AAAAAAAAAIE/NGaTdPE27hw/s1600-h/P1010827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SEk8LxLGEKI/AAAAAAAAAIE/NGaTdPE27hw/s200/P1010827.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208760616906789026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Weiyun and Laisum randomly hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SEk8MPCMgwI/AAAAAAAAAIM/e2eeUCJGnNA/s1600-h/P1010832.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SEk8MPCMgwI/AAAAAAAAAIM/e2eeUCJGnNA/s200/P1010832.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208760624922526466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Flute Section! Laisum even stretched out her hand to get prepare a space to photoshop Tessa in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SEk8MmfkXFI/AAAAAAAAAIU/ylNnM8XCIYw/s1600-h/P1010837.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SEk8MmfkXFI/AAAAAAAAAIU/ylNnM8XCIYw/s200/P1010837.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208760631219739730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The toys Ningxuan, Laisum, Samantha, Ann and I received!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SElCMgLHamI/AAAAAAAAAIc/LHP4ZTZHk1c/s1600-h/P1010840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SElCMgLHamI/AAAAAAAAAIc/LHP4ZTZHk1c/s200/P1010840.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208767226593110626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The true definition of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bizarre (&lt;/span&gt;def from dictionary: &lt;span class="sense_content"&gt;strikingly out of the ordinary)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SElCM8AKBvI/AAAAAAAAAIk/BpzSCNRuhfY/s1600-h/P1010848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SElCM8AKBvI/AAAAAAAAAIk/BpzSCNRuhfY/s200/P1010848.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208767234063337202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A PROPER ONE! At last!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SElCNdBLRZI/AAAAAAAAAIs/2j6ZQ-tKQXU/s1600-h/P1010855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SElCNdBLRZI/AAAAAAAAAIs/2j6ZQ-tKQXU/s200/P1010855.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208767242925983122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Said that too soon,) she strikes again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SElCNw1HjxI/AAAAAAAAAI0/b1FBFyyITBA/s1600-h/P1010857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SElCNw1HjxI/AAAAAAAAAI0/b1FBFyyITBA/s200/P1010857.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208767248244117266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They think I have a great time holding all that COUGHweightCOUGH and bending down huh :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SElCOAhOq1I/AAAAAAAAAI8/go9lXXU6xgc/s1600-h/P1010890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SElCOAhOq1I/AAAAAAAAAI8/go9lXXU6xgc/s200/P1010890.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208767252455664466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaky hands make good photoshop effects!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SElFo5ykhYI/AAAAAAAAAJE/ykyDW8ELQc0/s1600-h/P1010892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SElFo5ykhYI/AAAAAAAAAJE/ykyDW8ELQc0/s200/P1010892.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208771013040702850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laisum says, "TAKE ME! TAKE ME!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SElFplIhdqI/AAAAAAAAAJM/O8LU2C0IxLE/s1600-h/P1010910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SElFplIhdqI/AAAAAAAAAJM/O8LU2C0IxLE/s200/P1010910.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208771024675501730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"TAKE ME! TAKE ME!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SElFpzcL4-I/AAAAAAAAAJU/w5dc14f1nag/s1600-h/P1010913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SElFpzcL4-I/AAAAAAAAAJU/w5dc14f1nag/s200/P1010913.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208771028516070370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"TAKE ME! TAKE ME!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SElFqDu4nCI/AAAAAAAAAJc/WTNUj2biOUs/s1600-h/P1010914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SElFqDu4nCI/AAAAAAAAAJc/WTNUj2biOUs/s200/P1010914.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208771032889465890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"TAKE ME! TAKE ME!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, this can't be, only 5 more days to London! And another 9 more days before I come back! AND ANOTHER 3 MORE DAYS BEFORE SCHOOL REOPENS OH NOOOOOOOOOOO why does school always seem to come faster than ever!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-1120135040028138513?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/1120135040028138513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=1120135040028138513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/1120135040028138513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/1120135040028138513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/06/pop-2008.html' title='POP 2008'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SEk8LGwRzhI/AAAAAAAAAH0/T_MQJMJMzGY/s72-c/P1010821.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-983947402665700180</id><published>2008-06-01T19:46:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:33:54.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jubilate V</title><content type='html'>Playing Singapore Rhapsody on first night was quite fun. Everyone was so nervous behind the curtains and we were all so stiff. And when the first bell rang everyone jumped and got ready - only to realise that there were three bells through the intervals! And I spotted so many friends among the audience! We got the timing for the ending wrong but it was still okay, lah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we were chased out of the holding area after that and Christine Laisum and I camwhored a little downstairs, while waiting for the concert to end :D Returned home at  11-odd. Then I had to rush everything, the groceries (will be mentioned later!), packing for the next day etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, Gala Night performance was so different! The ending was so WOOOH. And when we ended there was echo in the whole performance theatre. And we were chased out of the holding area too, and we all boarded the bus back to school. After packing and keeping our flutes, the section walked out and along ave2, trying to flag down 2 cabs (6 people!). And Ningxuan and I finally got on one after quite a while, and we cabbed to the hotel, leaving the 4 seniors behind to wait for another cab. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's it..?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were pretty shocked at the size of the room, but nevermind! :D Initially, after moving the study table and bedside table, we were planning to join the two single beds. But it was too heavy and stubborn, so we dragged the top mattresses of the two beds on to the floor, and created FOUR beds :D But the two original beds were hard and springy and ouch (Each time you turn a little, you bounce a little). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so we went down to meet the seniors and bring them up. And we were all climbing on beds and tiptoe-ing in between mattresses trying to move about. AND WE SWITCHED ON VASANTHAM CENTRAL! And when we tried turning the volume up, we realised that the volume only gets louder in the toilet (There are speakers on top of the toilet seat in the bathroom, so that you know what you're missing out)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept with my hair wet because I was too exhausted and impatient to wait for it to dry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We woke up this morning and had breakfast, then placed all the mattresses and tables and chairs back to their original position. And we stalled for time at Central, looking at some exhibition, while Laisum and Samantha were shopping at Vivomart for our lunch. Then we took the MRT to Harbourfront and sent Ningxuan off and made Joy Tessa and Valery walk about by themselves while Ann and I got the Sentosa Express admissions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOLLOWING LAISUM'S INSTRUCTIONS IS PROBABLY THE HARDEST THING. EVER.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got like how many phone calls telling me "WE'RE GOING PALAWAN CAUSE SILOSO'S SAND IS DISGUSTING!", "STALL FOR TIME! GO ROUND IN THE TRAM A FEW MORE TIMES!", "GO &lt;U&gt;INTO&lt;/U&gt; COSTA SANDS AND TURN LEFT, YOU'LL SEE A BEACH!". Hah beach inside Costa Sands indeed! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to miscommunication, we went in and out and in of the tram queue looking rather stupid :D And on and off and on the tram looking rather lost :D And up and down and all around Siloso Beach, trying to hunt for a certain &lt;i&gt;Palawan Beach outside Costa Sands&lt;/i&gt;, according to Laisum. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they were on Siloso Beach all along! They just planted themselves at an area of the beach with nicer sand, and called it Palawan! WHOA :D And we had our picnic with visits from many many ants. And my phone blanked out on me from then on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch we queued up for Underwater World and went on the travellator twice. And got scared by an abrupt ginormous stationary fish TWICE! Okay, then we went back after that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PICTURES PICTURES! (In chronological order)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SEKURRRxPzI/AAAAAAAAAG4/nA2yr-9nVCU/s1600-h/Jubilate+2008+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SEKURRRxPzI/AAAAAAAAAG4/nA2yr-9nVCU/s200/Jubilate+2008+011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206887143610335026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GHOSTGHOST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SEKU3xRxP0I/AAAAAAAAAHA/SxScoEjBDEI/s1600-h/Jubilate+2008+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SEKU3xRxP0I/AAAAAAAAAHA/SxScoEjBDEI/s200/Jubilate+2008+031.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206887805035298626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Green Badges! With Jess Ling and Tessa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SEKVfxRxP1I/AAAAAAAAAHI/oLrAZZkmask/s1600-h/Jubilate+2008+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SEKVfxRxP1I/AAAAAAAAAHI/oLrAZZkmask/s200/Jubilate+2008+033.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206888492230066002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With SiJia Rachel Belle Christine and Weiyun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SEKWXhRxP2I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/zxiScOsRo0w/s1600-h/Jubilate+2008+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SEKWXhRxP2I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/zxiScOsRo0w/s200/Jubilate+2008+041.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206889450007773026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FLUTES! From left: Valery Joy Tessa Ann Ningxuan Samantha Laisum JiaHui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SEKXJhRxP3I/AAAAAAAAAHY/CmW3JsrkYgI/s1600-h/Jubilate+2008+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SEKXJhRxP3I/AAAAAAAAAHY/CmW3JsrkYgI/s200/Jubilate+2008+082.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206890309001232242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUMPSHOT WITH LAISUM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SEKaikQhHGI/AAAAAAAAAHk/_7wsjv_r5Qk/s1600-h/Jubilate+2008+086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SEKaikQhHGI/AAAAAAAAAHk/_7wsjv_r5Qk/s200/Jubilate+2008+086.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206894037832899682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Rachel Lee and Christine Seow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SEKbfkQhHHI/AAAAAAAAAHs/KwD8_y6zN18/s1600-h/Jubilate+2008+089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SEKbfkQhHHI/AAAAAAAAAHs/KwD8_y6zN18/s200/Jubilate+2008+089.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206895085804919922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With ChingPing Christine and Bernice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would've uploaded more if Blogger didn't take forever! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; CLICK FIVE CONCERT IS LIKE, NOW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-983947402665700180?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/983947402665700180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=983947402665700180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/983947402665700180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/983947402665700180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/06/jubilate-v.html' title='Jubilate V'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/SEKURRRxPzI/AAAAAAAAAG4/nA2yr-9nVCU/s72-c/Jubilate+2008+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-2034782151321616750</id><published>2008-05-29T19:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T20:16:59.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reality in your eyes</title><content type='html'>One more day to Jubilate.&lt;br /&gt;Two more days to our last time playing with Sec4s /: &lt;br /&gt;Eight more days to the official Passing Out Parade. &lt;br /&gt;Thirteen more days to London!&lt;br /&gt;Twenty-four more days to School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to force some self discipline out of myself and completed 3 sets of holiday homework today! I've been attempting Math the past week and till now, I've yet to complete it. And I've mapped out a list of realistic goals for myself. Cross out the aspirations and earning tons of money, living in a mansion and travelling the world, and doing something achievable within a year, a semester, a term, or a month. It doesn't matter if I don't get into IP, I'm sure St Nicks will stretch me all the same. If I've done it before, I know it's achievable, SO GO CHOOJIAHUI! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to wake up and everyday and read the Forbes Success Calendar on my table and tear the days out respectively (right now I tear them out 7 pages at a time). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO GET NEW BOOKS :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;If anyone can make me a better person you could &lt;br /&gt;All I got to say is I must have done something good &lt;br /&gt;I came along one day and you rearranged my life &lt;br /&gt;All I got to say is I must have done something right &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-2034782151321616750?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/2034782151321616750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=2034782151321616750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/2034782151321616750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/2034782151321616750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/05/reality-in-your-eyes.html' title='Reality in your eyes'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-4755319428593899880</id><published>2008-05-28T08:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T09:00:49.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whole town under water</title><content type='html'>Sitting down and turning on iTunes and not skipping the songs till I find one I like is abnormal. I then realised I didn't know alot of lyrics of songs which are in my playlist. But you know, sometimes the song really doesn't sound that-nice but I am simply too lazy to find the small iTunes icon to 'Show iTunes' to delete that song. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;So slow down, this night's a &lt;br /&gt;Perfect shade of dark blue, dark blue&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been alone &lt;br /&gt;In a crowded room when I'm here with you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way I really do like Dark Blue by Jack's Mannequin :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way this post was really redundant. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling's bittersweet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-4755319428593899880?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/4755319428593899880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=4755319428593899880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/4755319428593899880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/4755319428593899880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/05/whole-town-under-water.html' title='Whole town under water'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-1389078165072950031</id><published>2008-05-26T22:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T22:48:46.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hesitate no more</title><content type='html'>If money isn't the root of all evil, buying birthday presents is! :D Happy Birthday to everyone who has played a part in emptying my wallet! KUDOS TO YOU! Nono, cheap things are the root of all evil. Cheap, irresistible, cute ttm rubbish. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cough Choo cough Jia cough Ming is turning cough EIGHT- cough -EEN. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should abandon all my other books and start on &lt;i&gt;Financial Literacy for Schools&lt;/i&gt; during the holidays. EVEN MORE SO WHEN IT'S THE HOLIDAYS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Sing, We Dance, We Steal Things is by far the happiest album I've heard in a long while! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who can deny that I'm Yours is such a jumpy and lovable song! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES YES YES JASON MRAZ'S SONGS MAKES ME HIGH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-1389078165072950031?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/1389078165072950031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=1389078165072950031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/1389078165072950031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/1389078165072950031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/05/hesitate-no-more.html' title='Hesitate no more'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-90311216273167531</id><published>2008-05-23T22:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T22:33:36.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Live High</title><content type='html'>Band camp is over! And Dead Silence could've made me shit in my pants. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing Cheat with Rachel is probably the best thing ever! Christine Weiyun and I were playing Cheat with that amateur and she does things like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scenario #1:&lt;br /&gt;Rachel: HUH WHAT DID YOU PUT? Shit lah..&lt;br /&gt;Christine: RACHEL JUST TAKE THE PILE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scenario #2: &lt;br /&gt;Jia Hui: One three.&lt;br /&gt;Rachel: Two Nines.&lt;br /&gt;Christine, Weiyun, Jia Hui: HUH?!&lt;br /&gt;Christine: RACHEL JUST TAKE THE PILE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scenario #3:&lt;br /&gt;Christine: I have all the cards, so you all can neither put up nor down.&lt;br /&gt;-Rachel's turn-&lt;br /&gt;-Rachel looks inquisitively at Christine-&lt;br /&gt;Christine: RACHEL JUST TAKE THE PILE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Christine!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-90311216273167531?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/90311216273167531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=90311216273167531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/90311216273167531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/90311216273167531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/05/live-high.html' title='Live High'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-3576066621049759462</id><published>2008-05-19T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T21:53:57.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"ew omg typo!"</title><content type='html'>Quote of the day from &lt;i&gt;unidentified MSN stranger&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"PLS LAH, I TOCK TOTALLY CAN."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovely how T and R is positioned next to each other on the keyboard, and even more lovely how Miss Mysterious Stranger says she hates typos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovely how she is a &lt;i&gt;stranger&lt;/i&gt;, after all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-3576066621049759462?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/3576066621049759462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=3576066621049759462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/3576066621049759462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/3576066621049759462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/05/ew-omg-typo.html' title='&quot;ew omg typo!&quot;'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-2010607952037708674</id><published>2008-05-19T00:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T01:06:08.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'>table calendar</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Content makes poor men rich;&lt;br /&gt;Discontent makes rich men poor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Benjamin Franklin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How famous do you have to be before something you say gets published on the pages of a calendar?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-2010607952037708674?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/2010607952037708674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=2010607952037708674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/2010607952037708674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/2010607952037708674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/05/table-calendar.html' title='table calendar'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-6975122714829512451</id><published>2008-05-17T22:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T22:34:20.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unturned</title><content type='html'>Sugar rush sugar rush!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was made up of two cups of honey and a bowl of mango sago! And 8 pages of menacing math questions and 17 pages of imperil english questions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I obsess Beautiful Words by The Afters! AHHH :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;And you could melt away this winter&lt;br /&gt;Now we're starting over&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-6975122714829512451?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/6975122714829512451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=6975122714829512451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/6975122714829512451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/6975122714829512451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/05/unturned.html' title='Unturned'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-6103329821625456627</id><published>2008-05-16T19:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T20:05:20.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The sky is yours</title><content type='html'>I studied Physics from 6pm to 10pm yesterday, and considering I had CCA, I THINK IT WAS QUITE PRODUCTIVE. That, of course, didn't come without walking extremely fast up the stinky slope and sleeping without ease. Anyway I don't want to say the Physics test is &lt;b&gt;okay&lt;/b&gt; because I passed by 2.5marks the last time I did the same thing for Biology. AND BECAUSE IT WASN'T EXACTLY &lt;i&gt;ALL THAT OKAY&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I got over it anyway. Gonna do and gonna &lt;u&gt;have to do&lt;/u&gt; so much better for Term 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got to be nicer as a passerby on the street, too. How is it possible that I can drop my ring file, which snapped open, with all my notes coming loose and flying out, in the midst of crossing the road, and not one passerby offered any help? It's not as if anyone present was impaired, they &lt;i&gt;stopped&lt;/i&gt;, and &lt;i&gt;stared&lt;/i&gt;, and &lt;i&gt;walked away&lt;/i&gt; the way you would when you see a penguin crossing the road. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in the middle of the road, for goodness sake, I had to stick every piece of paper in my file before I lugged everything across back to the safe side of the road. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How would YOU like your physics notes being &lt;i&gt;this close&lt;/i&gt; to getting run over by impatient motorists? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear, I am not going to be seen as one of those passerbys. Particularly when I am wearing my school uniform, strangers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEWSFLASH - Waves and cyclones of &lt;i&gt;absolutely nothing&lt;/i&gt; hit my tagboard recently.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-6103329821625456627?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/6103329821625456627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=6103329821625456627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/6103329821625456627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/6103329821625456627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/05/have-we-been-running-round-in-circles.html' title='The sky is yours'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-5797010733268310145</id><published>2008-05-12T22:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T23:15:20.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School is...</title><content type='html'>Prioritising funny outings over chinese literature, and booking funny outing days on the 32nd of May, and flipping through your diary and searching and searching and crumpling the Jubilate page..! (Mary Anne, "If you search hard enough you'll find it!")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES, 32ND OF MAY, I know what I am writing, okay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was my sister's last performance in her school choir. That means, she's officially out of a CCA. Forever and ever and ever and ever. I wonder if she's sad. She gets to come home early! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I AM SO ENVIOUS)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-5797010733268310145?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/5797010733268310145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=5797010733268310145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/5797010733268310145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/5797010733268310145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/05/school-is.html' title='School is...'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-3515787872864348251</id><published>2008-05-08T20:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T20:30:08.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alter ego</title><content type='html'>The new swivel chair better have some positive impact on my mugger alter ego. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I thought about what I have been losing out to recently. &lt;br /&gt;Was it, (Extract 1) "lack of discipline or confidence or faith or perseverance or focus". Lack of expression or lack of relish. Lack of time or lack of time-management. Lack of ability or lack of competence. Lack of satisfaction or lack of realistic targets. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Whoa, okay, I hate this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I came up with nothing. There's evidence I have (Extract 1 x 2). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And again, &lt;br /&gt;Am I really up to it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY KNEE BURNS. I never knew the effects of scraping your knee during shuttle run could last. Thisssssssssssssss long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-3515787872864348251?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/3515787872864348251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=3515787872864348251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/3515787872864348251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/3515787872864348251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/05/alter-ego.html' title='Alter ego'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-4365635218082078090</id><published>2008-05-07T22:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T22:08:13.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>loh the sum.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(Laisum)&lt;/span&gt; lil yo mama says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno what's wrong with mariah care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;lil yo mama says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why does she always sing her songs like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;lil yo mama says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so airy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;lil yo mama says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she should like give some air to jordin sparks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(Samantha)&lt;/span&gt; T0FLl says: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;singing also got airy &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;lil yo mama says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no air noair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-4365635218082078090?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/4365635218082078090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=4365635218082078090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/4365635218082078090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/4365635218082078090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/05/loh-sum.html' title='loh the sum.'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-1959396938132376785</id><published>2008-05-05T15:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T15:44:31.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Star forces</title><content type='html'>I'd wanted something so badly, so badly I don't know if it's for the right reasons anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-1959396938132376785?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/1959396938132376785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=1959396938132376785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/1959396938132376785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/1959396938132376785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/05/star-forces.html' title='Star forces'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-6599896072997396550</id><published>2008-05-03T15:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T20:19:34.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ultimate Asshole!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was the ultimate,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Chinese common test&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;plus&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;2.4km run&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;plus&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;persuasive speech!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND NOW THEY'RE OVER OVER OVER! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I did feel very light after the day was over. Figuratively light, cause I am still standing shortfatandstrong at -doopdoopdoop-. There, there, the unnecessary explicit details! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I was scanning through my certificates and realised I didn't have much achievements. I, instead, have things like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;This is to certify that &lt;u&gt;CHOO JIA HUI&lt;/u&gt; has been awarded a Young &lt;u&gt;BOTANIST&lt;/u&gt; Badge on completion of the Primary Science Activities on &lt;u&gt;26 AUGUST 2004&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which may not entirely help with my application for IP, huh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And anyway I have visited Carrefour this morning, and I have finished chinese tuition, and I have successfully fixed the &lt;i&gt;big, black, cardboard, mysterious, 'belief-bandaged'... ITEM X&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accomplished pig!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I WANT TO WATCH IRONMAN!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-6599896072997396550?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/6599896072997396550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=6599896072997396550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/6599896072997396550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/6599896072997396550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/05/ultimate-asshole.html' title='Ultimate Asshole!'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-5554549308400700749</id><published>2008-04-28T19:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T19:42:52.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jibbernine Jibberjut</title><content type='html'>I think watching 'Are You Smarter Than A 5th Grader?' makes me feel so O: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have questions like 'How many sides are there in an isosceles triangle?', for $25K mind you. That's lotsaaaaa money. Singapore should give us these opportunities! Holeymoley. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Napfa and persuasive speech coming soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-5554549308400700749?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/5554549308400700749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=5554549308400700749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/5554549308400700749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/5554549308400700749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/04/jibbernine-jibberjut.html' title='Jibbernine Jibberjut'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-6218681544290990946</id><published>2008-04-25T22:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T22:11:44.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>elearning #2</title><content type='html'>Exhausting days, exhausting days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could fall asleep watching Tom&amp;Jerry because I woke up at 7.30am to start eLearning.&lt;br /&gt;Like, tell me I am a loser.&lt;br /&gt;WHO WAKES UP AT 7.30AM, when everyone treats eLearning like a holiday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the shiny side, Christine and Mary Anne left me in fits after 'The King and Salesman' story. As much as I'd like to post it, my life would be at stake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My stomach hurts like, what?&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember getting stabbed in the stomach anytime before.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-6218681544290990946?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/6218681544290990946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=6218681544290990946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/6218681544290990946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/6218681544290990946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/04/elearning-2.html' title='elearning #2'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-1388527820562468570</id><published>2008-04-24T09:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T09:55:37.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>elearning #1</title><content type='html'>There's got to be some form of laughter while elearning at home, right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rollercoaster ride says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english i cant do the crosword puzzle lor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cassettes, Jingle and Hippies says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what crossword puzzle D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rollercoaster ride says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the english&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cassettes, Jingle and Hippies says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where got!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rollercoaster ride says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its part of the task&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cassettes, Jingle and Hippies says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rollercoaster ride says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did you read the instructions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cassettes, Jingle and Hippies says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only got save auntie mimi what!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rollercoaster ride says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what save auntie mimi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rollercoaster ride says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cassettes, Jingle and Hippies says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you only do the english edulearn one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rollercoaster ride says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA uyou are weird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rollercoaster ride says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you click the english thing right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cassettes, Jingle and Hippies says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AIYOH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cassettes, Jingle and Hippies says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR CROSSWORD PUZZLE IS FOR SEC1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rollercoaster ride says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then wilma will appear right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rollercoaster ride says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is? :O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-1388527820562468570?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/1388527820562468570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=1388527820562468570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/1388527820562468570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/1388527820562468570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/04/elearning-1.html' title='elearning #1'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-1488112777424206714</id><published>2008-04-23T19:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T19:23:33.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch the night sky fading red</title><content type='html'>Today would be a happy day, because I say goodbye to &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Tingxie, which sucked the daylight out of me&lt;br /&gt;2) Waking up at 6.30am, which sucks the daylight out of me &lt;br /&gt;3) Band practices, which sucks the daylight out of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But keeping track, we have onetwothreefourfivesix SEVEN assignments to complete. And out of that, three are due in Week 7, which is considerably insufficient seeing that eLearning days are NOT holidays. We even have schedules to follow and we even have recesses! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay nevermind, keep optimistic, as you always tell yourself. Commit your life to studying, commit your life to achieving the best, commit your life to aim for a good job, commit your life to earning tons of money, commit your life to use your brain. Sooner or later, you will enjoy the fruits of commitment. Like, getting better a better job and committing more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neeeeeeed.&lt;br /&gt;Sleeeeeep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-1488112777424206714?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/1488112777424206714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=1488112777424206714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/1488112777424206714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/1488112777424206714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/04/watch-night-sky-fading-red.html' title='Watch the night sky fading red'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-3442481756251703690</id><published>2008-04-21T19:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T19:22:25.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHOOJIAMING</title><content type='html'>I have linked my sister, but her name's in brackets because I don't want funny people to think that there are two owners to this blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s Hello sister, please take a good hard look at the title of this entry because a phenomenon like this won't probably happen for the next sixtyeightmillion years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-3442481756251703690?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/3442481756251703690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=3442481756251703690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/3442481756251703690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/3442481756251703690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/04/choojiaming.html' title='CHOOJIAMING'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-209819870120284087</id><published>2008-04-18T18:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T18:28:50.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Physics Almighty!</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;A minute and 14 seconds more -&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Which means, more waking up on Saturday DARK mornings, more training with Dad/ Sister, more running along Ave1 and Ave4 (?). But I am starting to get doubtful of the distance I'm running, since my sister measured 2.2km but it really seems so much easier than running on the track. Maybe cause it's on terrain (but that should be harder right). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I do 12minutes on &lt;i&gt;that 2.2km&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still wrong! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway my face is still flushed right now. If I DO get up early enough to train tomorrow I'd be redder! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's a bad day - (in chronological order)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics Common Test&lt;br /&gt;2.4 km&lt;br /&gt;Injured toes&lt;br /&gt;Injured pinky&lt;br /&gt;Injured shin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zohkay, that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I want to go Click Five! :D)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-209819870120284087?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/209819870120284087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=209819870120284087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/209819870120284087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/209819870120284087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/04/physics-almighty.html' title='Physics Almighty!'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-1882616380866093545</id><published>2008-04-16T21:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T21:58:43.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Second Chance</title><content type='html'>This is driving me up the wall and down the estate slope. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been able to sign in into MSN all night. Who knows why, it's not a problem with the internet connection like they stated, because my sister is able to and I have checked all the connection possibilities and troubleshooted them and tried logging in on 2 different computers and &lt;i&gt;I still can't log in&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, I am going to kill myself if something happens to my account.&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE HAD IT SINCE PRIMARY 2! ):&lt;br /&gt;I have &lt;i&gt;nearly everything&lt;/i&gt; since Primary 2. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY. THIS SUCKS. &lt;br /&gt;It's like something being stuck there. Like THERE. Yknow, not moving. Being assholic-y irritating. And I CAN'T STUDY PHYSICS WITH "SOMETHING STUCK THERE"! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello? Like hello hello HELLO?&lt;br /&gt;CAN YOU PLEASE SIGN ME IN FOR GOODNESS SAKE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-1882616380866093545?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/1882616380866093545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=1882616380866093545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/1882616380866093545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/1882616380866093545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/04/second-chance.html' title='Second Chance'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-3609410353531901175</id><published>2008-04-15T20:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T20:18:51.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Konstantine</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Sunny days&lt;br /&gt;Where have you gone?&lt;br /&gt;I get the strangest feeling you belong.&lt;br /&gt;Why does it always rain on me?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-3609410353531901175?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/3609410353531901175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=3609410353531901175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/3609410353531901175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/3609410353531901175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/04/konstantine.html' title='Konstantine'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-226349421339019668</id><published>2008-04-14T17:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T21:12:25.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When I'm With You</title><content type='html'>by Faber Drive is really nice AND ITS ALL MARYANNE'S FAULT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway lookit this, second time today. I am starting to really as in really really get disturbed there is some &lt;i&gt;funny guffawish creature&lt;/i&gt;* intruding my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Cassettes, Jingle and Hippies says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that when I'm with you is in my head AND ITS YOUR FAULT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;CHING-A-PING says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHAH YESSS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Cassettes, Jingle and Hippies says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then you ask me about some other song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;CHING-A-PING says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i'm with youuuuu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;CHING-A-PING says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll make every second count&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;CHING-A-PING says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cause i miss you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;CHING-A-PING says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whenever you're not around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Cassettes, Jingle and Hippies says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;CHING-A-PING says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(not referring to you!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Cassettes, Jingle and Hippies says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;CHING-A-PING says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much telepathy for one's good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*That's Mary Anne, too.&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got back two graded pieces of work today. I GOT THE SAME INAUSPICIOUS MARK FOR BOTH, and why am I not upset. WHY AM I NOT UPSET HUH! This is madness - first I start getting the same nostalgic mark for several pieces of work, and then it only has a momentary effect on me, and then I realised I made mistakes at the same areas, and then I didn't even bother to turn the papers inside out to screen for additional marks and and and so &lt;b&gt;where has the competitive side of me gone?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B FOR BAAAAAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to mention that my family and I went to the columbarium for QingMing Festival. And we were discussing how the offerings would be done over the net, in probably two generations to come. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They'd no longer visit the columbarium to burn the paper beer, watches and cars. They'd probably be purchasing their items online, then "burning" it online as well. My dad said, like eBurn or ePray. THAT WOULD BE SO INTERESTING, but pity in two odd generations to come, they'd be doing it for &lt;i&gt;me&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-226349421339019668?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/226349421339019668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=226349421339019668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/226349421339019668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/226349421339019668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/04/when-im-with-you.html' title='When I&apos;m With You'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-2834373080456576012</id><published>2008-04-13T23:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T23:26:15.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurricane</title><content type='html'>Why is there so much of your species!!!! What is this world evolving into! Killer fest or whaaat. AH, first every alternate afternoon, THEN NOW EVERY MONDAY MORNING! Have I had enough or enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ew ew ew, slap me please. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Or just smash that sewing machine in my face. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-2834373080456576012?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/2834373080456576012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=2834373080456576012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/2834373080456576012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/2834373080456576012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/04/hurricane.html' title='Hurricane'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-9133654467300335805</id><published>2008-04-10T23:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T23:25:10.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Myspace Girl</title><content type='html'>Ohohoh yesterday I saw the video of &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BA_LDKz3Tc0"&gt;Myspace Girl&lt;/a&gt; by The Afters on Youtube and I CANT GET THE SONG OUT OF MY HEAD :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeez it's really so addictive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I saw your picture on Myspace&lt;br /&gt;Maybe someday we can turn it into ourspace baby&lt;br /&gt;I don't care how long it takes&lt;br /&gt;I'm saving space in my top 8 for you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days I get so lazy at doing layouts -&lt;br /&gt;&amp; like Mary Anne said, in the future it'd just be one white box. &lt;br /&gt;(Simplicity is class in itself :D) "Are you thinking what I am thinking?"&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe it'd be so simple I won't have to write anything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-9133654467300335805?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/9133654467300335805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=9133654467300335805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/9133654467300335805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/9133654467300335805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/04/myspace-girl.html' title='Myspace Girl'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-3064749511770796820</id><published>2008-04-09T16:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T17:05:49.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Heart of Life</title><content type='html'>I have been feeling rather lifeless lately. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday night, I opened my Maths practise book at 8 and went to sleep. I woke up at 11 to brush my teeth and do the practises. And when I felt accomplished and paranoid (that's when there's lots of knowledge in my head :D) I went back to sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we had the Maths test. I don't know how it was, I just told myself "what's done is done". I wonder how come that line can never get to my head on PPR days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came back after school and started jumping for the ceiling at home. My adrenaline was pumping after climbing the estate slope so I kept going. I think my maid thought I went cranky with wanting to grow taller - such that she started throwing in facts on how gravity can pull my bones and spine and WHAT?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my new home shall be at the roof of OUB Centre (is it?). &lt;br /&gt;On second thoughts maybe I'd settle for something more humble, since I am a coughTadcough bit scared of heights. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I couldn't hold back my tongue I wouldn't want to stay for the consequences. &lt;br /&gt;One's always better than a company of fools.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-3064749511770796820?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/3064749511770796820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=3064749511770796820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/3064749511770796820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/3064749511770796820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/04/heart-of-life.html' title='The Heart of Life'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-5584633060924103377</id><published>2008-04-05T15:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:33:55.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Again</title><content type='html'>Singapore Flyer tonight! :D&lt;br /&gt;And We Will Rock You tomorrow afternoon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOOSH, what an exciting weekend hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah did I mention something along the lines of me dying in my Chinese tutor's wrath, heh. Listening to her explain &lt;i&gt;yi4 lun4 wen2&lt;/i&gt; is like listening to techno. She explained it because I missed the lesson in class, even though I was physically there. I didn't sleep either. Just stared out the door and thought about life, hmm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I couldn't resist this :D&lt;br /&gt;(Notice the bangs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/R_co8unFc6I/AAAAAAAAAGI/lmnKgI-r6sQ/s1600-h/Phod1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/R_co8unFc6I/AAAAAAAAAGI/lmnKgI-r6sQ/s200/Phod1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185658519709643682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister and I looked the same age.&lt;br /&gt;(Maybe I was just humongous)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-5584633060924103377?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/5584633060924103377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=5584633060924103377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/5584633060924103377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/5584633060924103377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/04/summer-again.html' title='Summer Again'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/R_co8unFc6I/AAAAAAAAAGI/lmnKgI-r6sQ/s72-c/Phod1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-2324866996210346630</id><published>2008-04-03T19:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T19:57:36.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Look outside</title><content type='html'>I think I obsess Ocean Wide (The Afters) as much as I did to Rule The World (Take That), but I hope I won't get sick of it anytime soon because it's really so lovely :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;If love is an ocean wide&lt;br /&gt;We'll swim in the tears we cry&lt;br /&gt;They'll see us through to the other side&lt;br /&gt;We're gonna make it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When love is a raging sea&lt;br /&gt;You can hold on to me&lt;br /&gt;We'll find a way tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is an ocean wide&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, and of course it's so right for me to proclaim my new (and confirmed) obsession over a song when there's GeographyCT tomorrow. Hmmm, really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-2324866996210346630?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/2324866996210346630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=2324866996210346630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/2324866996210346630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/2324866996210346630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/04/look-outside.html' title='Look outside'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-3129340053613807481</id><published>2008-03-31T10:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T10:52:13.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is an ocean wide</title><content type='html'>I want to go back to Fiesta! It's the last that's going to be in AngMoKio, at such a walkable distance from home. Unless you're telling me they are planning to Fiesta at the holding site... the next one (probably) would only be at 2011! When they move back! WHEN WE ALREADY GRADUATED! Eeyer, so depressing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so contented with today's holiday, because I happily ignored (whoops) my maid and continued sleeping till 10am. Around there I guess, I woke up when the phone rang at 9.50am. BUT STILL!!! I used to think my optimum was 9am (SAY WOW!), and at times it went past a little and such. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And at least I had my sleep to cheer me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because today's my supposedly Torture Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a &lt;u&gt;spinal check&lt;/u&gt; in the hospital at 4pm, I have no idea what they are going to do to me. Then I have (had, actually) &lt;u&gt;dental&lt;/u&gt; at 8pm, and seeing how my maid bled with one tooth less on Saturday makes me numb that I'm going to have TWO LESS! I sound pathetic but blame it on my low threshold of pain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLUS I HAVE &lt;u&gt;CHINESE TUITION&lt;/u&gt; AT 2PM, before all that other appointments. Luckily my mum suggested I postpone dental - or I'd be entirely handicapped tonight. Or tomorrow. Since I still have difficulty walking fast (since I have a &lt;i&gt;low threshold of pain&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid, I am talking in circles. &lt;br /&gt;Okay I should go finish some hur, work. &lt;br /&gt;DOING TOO BADLY FOR TERM TWO!&lt;br /&gt;And read Geography!&lt;br /&gt;And memorise coughMacbethcough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I love &lt;3 love &lt;3 love Ocean Wide and One Moment Away by The Afters!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-3129340053613807481?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/3129340053613807481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=3129340053613807481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/3129340053613807481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/3129340053613807481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/03/love-is-ocean-wide.html' title='Love is an ocean wide'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-6153267746458445125</id><published>2008-03-29T19:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T22:46:00.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DUNKED</title><content type='html'>I have never been so exhausted in 2 consecutive days, since forever. Continuously lugged stupid buckets back and forth to fill up the whole dunking machine. And getting myself extremely wet (wrong day!) from carrying the buckets. (p/s I was so convinced I grew more muscles) And then WALKED with Christine Bernice and Yuen Ping yesterday night around the track at 12am to 1am! The whole thing was so last minute, since we only decided to run/walk when they announced that more runners/walkers were needed. And after that we did the tiring task of tying the banners at the store. Well, we made it look tedious and mind-boggling. I reached home sweaty and sticky and tired and hating knots and my feet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking back, Fiesta 2006 was seriously laidback, since we just had to say what we wanted to sell, then decorate banners and hang them up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiesta 2008 is successful (though our stall didn't achieve $3000) and extremely tedious. I started getting dunked since the morning shift. (We only did it to make the whole place less dead, UNTIL it became a job!) Getting dunked* involves being in contact with dirty (blame the large amount of rubbish found inside), sweaty (blame everybody), toxic (blame the rain) water. And crazy math calculations. And getting adjusted to the wet-dry-wet-dry sequence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, spending all my money (I donated my remaining to the class) and screaming myself hoarse!&lt;br /&gt;Now I have a sunburn. Now the length of my sleeves and pants are being marked out quite vividly, hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we broke the Guinness World Record! And Dr William Tan was going around the track for &lt;b&gt;24 hours&lt;/b&gt; non-stop. And he only rested a little (what, 5 minutes? 10 minutes?) this morning. And seeing him slowing down so much in the afternoon made me realise that, 24 hours is an extremely long period (YEAH AFTER 14 YEARS)! So from now on, I should not have any excuses to delude myself that I don't have enough time in a day (, and so not completing my work is not my fault). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And trying to bend my arch now is like trying to bend a metal ruler. &lt;br /&gt;I, CANNOT, WALK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-6153267746458445125?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/6153267746458445125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=6153267746458445125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/6153267746458445125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/6153267746458445125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/03/dunked.html' title='DUNKED'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-7374013515184736475</id><published>2008-03-26T15:55:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:33:56.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're one moment away</title><content type='html'>Luckily I was feeling well and hoppy for the Maroon 5 concert :D&lt;br /&gt;Even though my sister and I pretty much stood still and guffawed at the spontaneous dance moves of people heh heh heh :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked the choice of songs, even though they missed out Goodnight Goodnight. &lt;br /&gt;And it's cool when everyone sang along to Won't Go Home Without You AHHHH :D &lt;br /&gt;AND I LOVE NOTHING LASTS FOREVER! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO BE BACK THERE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/R-oCuunFcxI/AAAAAAAAAFA/jRo6KiadjkE/s1600-h/P1010282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/R-oCuunFcxI/AAAAAAAAAFA/jRo6KiadjkE/s200/P1010282.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181957323052380946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/R-oDL-nFcyI/AAAAAAAAAFI/dZon3YYyEKo/s1600-h/P1010293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/R-oDL-nFcyI/AAAAAAAAAFI/dZon3YYyEKo/s200/P1010293.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181957825563554594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/R-oDuenFczI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vx4P9SDK7vk/s1600-h/P1010295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/R-oDuenFczI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vx4P9SDK7vk/s200/P1010295.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181958418269041458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you see Adam Levine! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/R-oFTOnFc0I/AAAAAAAAAFY/7foelAeZsKE/s1600-h/P1010302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/R-oFTOnFc0I/AAAAAAAAAFY/7foelAeZsKE/s200/P1010302.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181960149140861762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/R-oF2unFc1I/AAAAAAAAAFg/fYvLTrsQD4w/s1600-h/P1010305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/R-oF2unFc1I/AAAAAAAAAFg/fYvLTrsQD4w/s200/P1010305.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181960759026217810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singing Nothing Lasts Forever :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/R-oGSunFc2I/AAAAAAAAAFo/bvR16xBh0gs/s1600-h/P1010322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/R-oGSunFc2I/AAAAAAAAAFo/bvR16xBh0gs/s200/P1010322.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181961240062554978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/R-oGqunFc3I/AAAAAAAAAFw/YWtn3tBw248/s1600-h/P1010324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/R-oGqunFc3I/AAAAAAAAAFw/YWtn3tBw248/s200/P1010324.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181961652379415410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/R-oHXenFc4I/AAAAAAAAAF4/WrGgmHgTlQc/s1600-h/P1010328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/R-oHXenFc4I/AAAAAAAAAF4/WrGgmHgTlQc/s200/P1010328.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181962421178561410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/R-oHz-nFc5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/BxKslKF6z-Y/s1600-h/P1010338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/R-oHz-nFc5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/BxKslKF6z-Y/s200/P1010338.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181962910804833170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tsk not fair, how come OneRepublic tours Australia with Maroon 5 but doesn't tour Singapore! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I want to see John Mayer! :D&lt;br /&gt;(If he ever comes.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-7374013515184736475?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/7374013515184736475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=7374013515184736475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/7374013515184736475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/7374013515184736475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/03/youre-one-moment-away.html' title='You&apos;re one moment away'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/R-oCuunFcxI/AAAAAAAAAFA/jRo6KiadjkE/s72-c/P1010282.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-6381122627037446119</id><published>2008-03-25T12:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T12:42:24.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pushing along</title><content type='html'>I take it as a blessing that Mozilla is taking forever to load, so I won't have the patience to stay on for long. Right now I am stuck at home (AND NOT DANCE LESSONS AT SCHOOL HEH) feeling all well and hoppy. No, sick and groggy. Actually it's pretty much alright since I am not moving much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have just eaten my lunch and it's a good thing I don't feel like throwing up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather have gone to school in the morning than going back to sleep till 9. The extra sleep was wonderful and I was feeling tons better after I woke up (but not entirely well). Or maybe it was &lt;i&gt;tons better&lt;/i&gt; cause I couldn't stand up in the morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, it feels all weird missing school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I visited the doctor this morning, who told me to abstain from deep-fried and oily food for the next few days. &lt;i&gt;Oily food&lt;/i&gt;. Hello isn't that everything that I eat! And so I go on a staple diet &lt;i&gt;for the next few days&lt;/i&gt;, hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise to find something productive to do while waiting around for 7pm to come to go for Maroon5! And my aunt is arriving today-after12-tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-6381122627037446119?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/6381122627037446119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=6381122627037446119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/6381122627037446119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/6381122627037446119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/03/pushing-along.html' title='Pushing along'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-1425903398048330903</id><published>2008-03-24T17:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T17:49:44.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here Comes The Sun</title><content type='html'>It's been so rainy everyday, since last week.&lt;br /&gt;AND EVERYDAY EXCEPT YESTERDAAAAAAY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, as in the 23rd of March, Easter Sunday, when we went to celebrate GohSiJia's birthday! I think we could have had more exciting and exhilarating plans IF it weren't for the predicted rain. To think I have checked the newspapers, BBC weather, Weather.com, and most of the other links that appeared in Google Search. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till now, I have still yet to adapt to the new seating arrangement entirely. I had to kick the habit of throwing my newspapers all around my area, my seating partner's area (poor whoever), and sometimes the people sitting in front of me and separated by the aisle are affected too. But since now I haven't got anyone in front of me (THE NEWSPAPER BOX IS IN FRONT OF ME), I can't possibly treat the classroom as &lt;i&gt;my second home&lt;/i&gt; anymore (aww). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall take the opportunity to be nurtured into a neater, more organised person. (And throw the rubbish, miscellaneous worksheets + papers + circulars on home table instead!) But then I remember 2006... and how much my it bothered my then olevel-ing sister that my table was messy (Nasty scenery does not contribute to conducive environment). Whoops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND MY THIRD FIESTA IN STNICKS IS COMING UP! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-1425903398048330903?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/1425903398048330903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=1425903398048330903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/1425903398048330903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/1425903398048330903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/03/here-comes-sun.html' title='Here Comes The Sun'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-6745181579435516642</id><published>2008-03-18T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T23:24:53.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yu Ken Du Eeet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;I am scared, I am so scared, I am so damn scared, I am so damn extremely scared.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not scared, I am so not scared, I am so damn not scared, I am so damn extremely not scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;WTF I AM SCARED LAH.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yu Ken Du Eeet.&lt;br /&gt;Yu Ken Du Eeet.&lt;br /&gt;YU KEN DU EEET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YU KEN DU EEEEEEEET!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pre-examination madness syndrome. &lt;br /&gt;(Check out the acronym of that)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-6745181579435516642?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/6745181579435516642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=6745181579435516642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/6745181579435516642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/6745181579435516642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/03/yu-ken-du-eeet.html' title='Yu Ken Du Eeet.'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-8265103678396170138</id><published>2008-03-16T21:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T21:55:19.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wild World</title><content type='html'>Far too fast.&lt;br /&gt;And three-quarters left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is the absolute pon-able school day, would you not agree!&lt;br /&gt;All the &lt;i&gt;stewpid homeverk&lt;/i&gt; due! And Home Econs practical, would you please understand that cooking and Jia Hui cannot be friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND MY PIANO EXAM IS ON WEDNESDAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now there is some hilarious classic movie showing on TV :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hilarious because it's really bright (it seems 4plus 5-sy) and yet the people are running around with torches struggling to find each other :D And I don't know why, but they are climbing around the Four Faces and they keep slipping off the rocks and "falling" all over the place (: But they look like they're doing gymnastic stunts. And they all fall painlessly! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH why am I watching this when I have better things to do like&lt;br /&gt;Hunt for my worksheets in The Table Mess or get all my Home Econs stuff or gather my stationery scattered about the house or PRACTISE MY PIANOOOOOOO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-8265103678396170138?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/8265103678396170138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=8265103678396170138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/8265103678396170138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/8265103678396170138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/03/wild-world.html' title='Wild World'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-2959945298319168852</id><published>2008-03-13T20:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T20:28:33.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Abstinence</title><content type='html'>Holidays are like days when you get to wake up late and work from home; I have long gotten over the 'resting' part. CCA is as per normal, homework load is as per normal, project load is more than normal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is, including the habit of a pure Singaporean like me; Sign up frantically for CIP as if they're satin bedsheets on 80% discount. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just thought how horrifically changed my life would be after 2008. That is, when I am sec3 and going crazy and yanking all my hair out (sec2 still nothing aye), and when the school has shifted to somewhere funny. Funny enough to make me worry about how I am going to get home (NO MORE BUS 11!) and how I am going to survive without having people bring things for me last minute (blouse, files, assignments etc). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am thinking like Laisum.&lt;br /&gt;I want to change school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrong day for everything&lt;br /&gt;Wrong week for anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I told myself I wasn't afraid.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-2959945298319168852?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/2959945298319168852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=2959945298319168852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/2959945298319168852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/2959945298319168852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/03/abstinence.html' title='Abstinence'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-2927139508935125362</id><published>2008-03-11T22:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T23:13:22.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Propaganda</title><content type='html'>Geog&amp;History is finally done!&lt;br /&gt;I personally and unfairly think that our group's Geog&amp;History board is very nice :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(WHAT? OF COURSE IT HAS TO BE VERY NICE!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Christine had said, it may not look like 5 hours worth of work, but the teachers must remember that we put in a lot of effort in summarising the information and rewriting it in our own words and then printing and cutting and writing it nicely on nice paper :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(LIKE HELLO? OF COURSE NICE PAPER! EXPENSIVE TOO!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though we overshot the word limit terribly, they must remember that we did 1) resist the urge to COPYCUTPASTE from the vast variety of sources (HURMPH HURMPH) we had and 2) write and rephrase the information in our own words. So technically, they shouldn't have a problem with us expressing our opinions more.. specifically :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(BECAUSE WE ARE SO NOT GOING TO UNDO AND REDO EVERYTHING)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I must say that even though my house was robbed of Mars (from the chocolate box), organisation (in the study room) and peace (from the study room to everywhere else), the time was spent very productively. I wonder if it's just the bad ventilation in my house or the abnormal sanity at Mary Anne's house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I conveniently remembered that we had to hand it up with a bibliography, AS IN, on a piece of paper with tons of websites and sources that can easily give anyone a headache with just a &lt;i&gt;glance&lt;/i&gt;. Maybe I am exaggerating, cause I have to frankly say that we don't have &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; vast a variety of sources, and instead mostly because the URLs/ book titles are quite long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a waste of time, I think, narrating my mundane daily life. Or life in a day. Or half a day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone knows how to do HigherChinese homework?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just remembered saying that I wasn't going to read an English book this holidays and you wwwant me to read Shui Hu Zhuan (Rachel calls it, "the water thingy" O:)?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-2927139508935125362?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/2927139508935125362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=2927139508935125362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/2927139508935125362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/2927139508935125362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/03/propaganda.html' title='Propaganda'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-4168026627677598483</id><published>2008-03-11T10:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T10:23:26.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hard to Handle</title><content type='html'>I am done with my Math Homework 11, 12, 13 and my English Literature Ballad and even though it's just two subjects I am really really proud of myself (:D) because ever since Primary School I haven't remembered myself completing at least HALF the work within the earlier half of the holidays (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;i&gt;should&lt;/i&gt; have no problem with the English Book Trails activity, because I have finished reading 6 books this year (: (where do I get the time, I wonder) and ironically, I read books most when I am cramming tests and assignments at the same time (?!), whereas at time LIKE THIS when I am so free (not entirely free, but not entirely caring about homework) I don't feel like reading a book :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And did I mention, I went to Kinokuniya on Saturday! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I should be leaving the house in five minutes for piano lesson. &lt;br /&gt;It didn't really occur to me that my exam is &lt;b&gt;next Wednesday&lt;/b&gt; cause I have just always been thinking "19th March, 19th March, 19th March...".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-4168026627677598483?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/4168026627677598483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=4168026627677598483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/4168026627677598483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/4168026627677598483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/03/hard-to-handle.html' title='Hard to Handle'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-9051940491528382450</id><published>2008-03-09T23:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T23:37:08.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slam Dunk</title><content type='html'>I think you ought to be smashed.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you know that your actions are so.. &lt;i&gt;smashable&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;I have decided that I won't comment further on stupid, irrelevant, un-understandable petty, minor, unimportant rubbish. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just..&lt;br /&gt;I JUST WANT YOU TO GET SMASHED. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-9051940491528382450?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/9051940491528382450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=9051940491528382450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/9051940491528382450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/9051940491528382450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/03/slam-dunk.html' title='Slam Dunk'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-2354771236660411442</id><published>2008-03-07T19:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:33:57.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays #1</title><content type='html'>My long awaited March holidays has finally arrived, only to disappoint me further by occupying everyday with events that, at the end of the day, is required because of LEAPS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/R9EmDECmArI/AAAAAAAAAEw/b4OR8G7XuEs/s1600-h/Calendar+2008+February.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/R9EmDECmArI/AAAAAAAAAEw/b4OR8G7XuEs/s200/Calendar+2008+February.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174959280891495090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was my February calendar and my schedule of events. And assignments and tests. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/R9EmtUCmAsI/AAAAAAAAAE4/j33mFs6Ztnk/s1600-h/Calendar+2008+March.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/R9EmtUCmAsI/AAAAAAAAAE4/j33mFs6Ztnk/s200/Calendar+2008+March.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174960006740968130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is my March calendar so far. The week with the circled numbers are March Holidays. I am about, occupied everyday ):&lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wheee, so thrilling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-2354771236660411442?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/2354771236660411442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=2354771236660411442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/2354771236660411442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/2354771236660411442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/03/holidays-1.html' title='Holidays #1'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/R9EmDECmArI/AAAAAAAAAEw/b4OR8G7XuEs/s72-c/Calendar+2008+February.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-2518005958519689616</id><published>2008-03-05T19:23:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:33:57.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your friend?</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Sample #1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jia Hui, "Where is maltase found?"&lt;br /&gt;Rachel (Lee Rui Qian), "Maltase breaks down maltose.."&lt;br /&gt;Jia Hui, "Where is it found?"&lt;br /&gt;Rachel, "There are so many enzymes! (Answering to a question asked about 2 minutes earlier) Like protease, lipase, amylase..."&lt;br /&gt;Jia Hui, "So where's maltase found?"&lt;br /&gt;Rachel, "Maltose? It's a substance what. A type of sugar."&lt;br /&gt;Jia Hui, "SO WHERE IS MALTASE FOUND?"&lt;br /&gt;Rachel, "Maltase? Oh, you asking about maltase? Wait, let me check my textbook.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sample #2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jia Hui, "Where does the embryo develop?"&lt;br /&gt;Rachel, "In the ovaries."&lt;br /&gt;Jia Hui, "OVARIES? (Skeptical about the answer,) And there is an S?"&lt;br /&gt;Rachel, "Yah, Miss Leong said that.. (starts long long LONG explanation)"&lt;br /&gt;Jia Hui, "(Checks answer) Your head lah, in the uterus what."&lt;br /&gt;Rachel, "Oh EMBRYO? I thought you were asking about the eggs."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See if my life gets shortened by these conversations (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sample A&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/R86EmNU96XI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ezKMdIB5880/s1600-h/DSC00025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/R86EmNU96XI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ezKMdIB5880/s200/DSC00025.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174218813842778482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cute heart diagram she was very very very proud of :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sample B&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/R86EBtU96WI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-utspQIsAHk/s1600-h/DSC00030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/R86EBtU96WI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-utspQIsAHk/s200/DSC00030.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174218186777553250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't video her dance in time /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sample C&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/R86E6dU96YI/AAAAAAAAAEY/gnjsiF3yDlw/s1600-h/DSC00032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/R86E6dU96YI/AAAAAAAAAEY/gnjsiF3yDlw/s200/DSC00032.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174219161735129474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-2518005958519689616?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/2518005958519689616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=2518005958519689616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/2518005958519689616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/2518005958519689616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/03/your-friend.html' title='Your friend?'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qo0TQRhjTFs/R86EmNU96XI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ezKMdIB5880/s72-c/DSC00025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-7880418872288305850</id><published>2008-03-04T20:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T20:38:44.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When we got back our PPR</title><content type='html'>And maybe I shouldn't have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Always correct what's wrong.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I'd give myself a chance last year since I just started adapting to secondary school (excuses) and brush it off when I got a 67% for Term1. Then I did much better in Term2 but I dropped again in Term3, but I allowed myself since it was after a long month-break (excuses). When I got a 70% in Term4, I allowed myself since it was in the range of my expectations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Set yourself realistic goals.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought my expectations were realistic enough. I wasn't asking for a 80% or even, a 75%. I just wanted a stable 70%, considering that I entered StNicks with an aggregate of lesser than 250, I knew I didn't exactly have a very high academic ranking in the cohort. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Reflect on your progress.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am obviously settling into the 1week holiday mood already, albeit the fact that these few weeks would've been the most busy for us, etcetc. But I must say that I did mug for the tests, okay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So maybe I was upset because I didn't reap what I sowed. Or what I &lt;i&gt;thought&lt;/i&gt; I sowed. Maybe I didn't sow enough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:20%;"&gt;And I didn't even get a 67%. 60+% won't get me anywhere I want to be. Because I don't want to go through another of those expectations-lowering sessions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-7880418872288305850?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/7880418872288305850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=7880418872288305850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/7880418872288305850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/7880418872288305850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/03/when-we-got-back-our-ppr.html' title='When we got back our PPR'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-7309633642594330079</id><published>2008-03-03T23:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T23:25:40.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Midnight Trance</title><content type='html'>We are getting back our PPR tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;Or if it happens to not fall on tomorrow, it's some other time this week, obviously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And quite a few people just asked how I am feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I feel like I am being interviewed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay anyway, how do you think I can feel?&lt;br /&gt;HOW DO YOU THINK I CAN FEEL?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh? &lt;br /&gt;Devastated, indifferent, inspired, or euphoric? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grahhh why do stupid meaningless small slips of paper have the ability to hold me by the collar and control my life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-7309633642594330079?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/7309633642594330079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=7309633642594330079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/7309633642594330079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/7309633642594330079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/03/midnight-trance.html' title='Midnight Trance'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-7516802620733283219</id><published>2008-03-01T22:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T22:32:13.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Penny Lane</title><content type='html'>I went for dinner and now I smell of Newton Circus food. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, next week, we have another two tests and it's going to be holidays!&lt;br /&gt;And I am going to sleep late!&lt;br /&gt;And I am going to wake up late!&lt;br /&gt;And I am going to relax and pretend there's nothing called holiday homework! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah right, if only eh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-7516802620733283219?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/7516802620733283219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=7516802620733283219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/7516802620733283219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/7516802620733283219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/03/penny-lane.html' title='Penny Lane'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-8501374506330508902</id><published>2008-02-26T19:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T20:14:17.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scotch-Brite</title><content type='html'>At least nine people on MSN has written in their MSN nick that Sail Task sucks. I don't want to think of it, I don't want to look at it, I don't want to start on it. I know I am going to prefer Math Scenarios so, much, more &lt;i&gt;(and I know that at some point in my life I am going to regret saying this)&lt;/i&gt; than this. Even though it may be equally out of point (like China itinerary) at times but I, don't, care. Pffft. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've gotten quite a few (or is it all?) term PPR subject grades back. And I know I have mentioned this before but this is really getting on my nerves! ):&lt; I am at the moment very sure that I was fated to "be nearly there" in my past life, LIKE GETTING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1) 4/10 for History Holiday HW&lt;br /&gt;(2) 9.5/20 for Geog Common Test&lt;br /&gt;(3) 14/20 for History Common Test&lt;br /&gt;(4) 14.5/20 for Ecology (Bio) Test&lt;br /&gt;(5) 69.5/100 for Chinese Compo&lt;br /&gt;(6) 59% for Geog PPR&lt;br /&gt;(7) 14.5/20 for English Comprehension&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate &lt;s&gt;being&lt;/s&gt; 14. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quality time with Sail Task, here I come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-8501374506330508902?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/8501374506330508902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=8501374506330508902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/8501374506330508902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/8501374506330508902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/02/scotch-brite.html' title='Scotch-Brite'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-3226898278935929039</id><published>2008-02-22T18:23:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T21:49:21.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Run away like a prodigal</title><content type='html'>Because you've got to help me understand.&lt;br /&gt;Between the wrong and right and if all that greed is worth the fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't really meant to rhyme but, ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week is so whatever-ish. Spelling (at least not tingxie), Biology graded assignment (at least we can refer to textbooks), and History test (I have no comments). Just when everyone was telling me they felt good about History I swear I could've killed myself, and thinking why and why AND WHY THE HELL DID I MEMORISE THE PART ON CORRUPT LAWS AND &lt;u&gt;NOT WRITE ANY OF IT&lt;/u&gt; AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geography, Maths, Tingxie next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me I a happy person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cause she's stuck in a dilemma,&lt;br /&gt;Between emotion and further devastation,&lt;br /&gt;Just follow her through,&lt;br /&gt;She can't go on without you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(edit 2142)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what you get when you put two &lt;s&gt;sad&lt;/s&gt; weird kids together.&lt;br /&gt;I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cassettes, Jingle and Hippies says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christine says:&lt;br /&gt;but what you mugging for?&lt;br /&gt;christine says:&lt;br /&gt;eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;christine says:&lt;br /&gt;I KMNOW!&lt;br /&gt;christine says:&lt;br /&gt;you want to see my ugly haircut right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cassettes, Jingle and Hippies says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me the definition of egoistic again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WEIYUN!               &amp;amp;For you, a thousand times over! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christine seow yun xin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cassettes, Jingle and Hippies says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CORRECT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cassettes, Jingle and Hippies says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW DO YOU SPELL EGO?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WEIYUN!               &amp;amp;For you, a thousand times over! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c-h-r-i-s-t-i-n-e s-e-o-w y-u-n x-i-n!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cassettes, Jingle and Hippies says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CORRECT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cassettes, Jingle and Hippies says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND LASTLY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cassettes, Jingle and Hippies says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT ARE WE MUGGING ON SUNDAY FOR?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WEIYUN!               &amp;amp;For you, a thousand times over! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WEIYUN!               &amp;amp;For you, a thousand times over! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cassettes, Jingle and Hippies says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(TSK! GEOG LAH)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WEIYUN!               &amp;amp;For you, a thousand times over! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WEIYUN!               &amp;amp;For you, a thousand times over! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WEIYUN!               &amp;amp;For you, a thousand times over! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;repeat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WEIYUN!               &amp;amp;For you, a thousand times over! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cassettes, Jingle and Hippies says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT ARE WE MUGGING ON SUNDAY FOR?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WEIYUN!               &amp;amp;For you, a thousand times over! says&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;GEOG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cassettes, Jingle and Hippies says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CORRECT, AND YOU WIN A MILLION DOLLARS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cassettes, Jingle and Hippies says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* triumphant music *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WEIYUN!               &amp;amp;For you, a thousand times over! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WEIYUN!               &amp;amp;For you, a thousand times over! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's ME?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WEIYUN!               &amp;amp;For you, a thousand times over! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shocked face-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WEIYUN!               &amp;amp;For you, a thousand times over! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-tears start streaming down my face-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WEIYUN!               &amp;amp;For you, a thousand times over! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to thank my dad, mum, brother, ahgong, ahmah, aunties, uncles, cousins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I let you read the rest, I'd have to kill you.&lt;br /&gt;We are only 14 and we need our faces.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-3226898278935929039?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/3226898278935929039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=3226898278935929039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/3226898278935929039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/3226898278935929039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/02/run-away-like-prodigal.html' title='Run away like a prodigal'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-306262698862839249</id><published>2008-02-19T22:11:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T22:16:11.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>She's a teenage maniac</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:20%;"&gt;How could I even think of succumbing to resignation?&lt;br /&gt;And how could I even think of letting her get her way?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, noooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think you are so thick you win the Berlin wall.&lt;br /&gt;I think you're so full of yourself you're almost telling me in the face that you hurl ego down for your breakfastlunchdinnerwhatever and munch on self-satisfaction snacks for teabreak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not shrivel and die, I will not crumble in the knives of humiliation, I will not let you drive me insane like this!&lt;br /&gt;I will (get myself ready first, and) blow your senses out, and I will knock you off your feet and send you flying back to the planet you hailed from, I WILL TAKE YOU DOWN, you shitface. I know I am not sumo fighting but whatever, WHATEVER YOU WANT. I am flexible to compromise, you pulp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't posted like this in a long while and I am telling you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it feels good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-306262698862839249?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/306262698862839249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=306262698862839249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/306262698862839249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/306262698862839249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/02/shes-teenage-maniac.html' title='She&apos;s a teenage maniac'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-6264912881782378046</id><published>2008-02-18T20:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T21:04:53.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rhythm Of Rain</title><content type='html'>You say that you never believe &lt;br /&gt;You say that it's time &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh you can find your way &lt;br /&gt;Through the rain, the rhythm of the rain &lt;br /&gt;Songs from your past will play &lt;br /&gt;Through the rain, the rhythm of the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you (Mary Anne) HoChingPingxz for Melee 8)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-6264912881782378046?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/6264912881782378046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=6264912881782378046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/6264912881782378046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/6264912881782378046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/02/angel-of-mercy.html' title='Rhythm Of Rain'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-4325358969397801554</id><published>2008-02-17T23:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T23:19:40.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Through the days and nights</title><content type='html'>Okay, seeing that I have diligently completed my Home Economics project, I can be posting without guilt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just thinking why it took me so long to complete the whole project and some of my homework. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from going to the airport to pick my mum, then going out for dinner, I didn't go out the whole day! I was staying at home completing/ trying to complete/ working on/ attempting to work on my project because my attention kept being diverted to things like, reading the other section of the newspapers because I forgot about them this morning, or playing random scales on the piano, or thinking about how I'd do in my PPR this term. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then when I start typing things into the project document, I start thinking about how Spices would affect me in my future. Not that I thought of any, unsurprisingly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then it took me ages to find photographs because I didn't like some of them cause they didn't look nice. A friend told me I had too much time to spare in my life to go to those extents :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so when the night approached I started doing things faster, getting not-so-nice photos, and &lt;i&gt;champalang&lt;/i&gt;-ing everything I think makes sense. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I completed and sent Wei En a celebratory message! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That robbed me of half a Saturday and a Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;Not the message, the project (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can't complete Math cause I forgot what to do with squared numbers and proportion, and my sister forgot too, so she can't teach me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So till now, I haven't completed Art. &lt;br /&gt;Not that I really care, actually. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a happy night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-4325358969397801554?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/4325358969397801554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=4325358969397801554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/4325358969397801554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/4325358969397801554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/02/through-days-and-nights.html' title='Through the days and nights'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-5996613310489789543</id><published>2008-02-16T16:16:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T22:05:34.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To the absolute</title><content type='html'>Maybe you shouldn't place such high stakes on commitment - (you're in luck if you saw the deleted part) I feel bad about everything else. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent my whole day slacking around, having tuition, finishing A Thousand Splendid Suns, another book by The Kite Runner's author. And now I have no books to read! Waiting for sequels of books can kill, because I am obviously not a very patient person. And I always think that by the time the ___rd/th book comes out, I'd have forgotten the initial plot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, as I said, I have excessive guilt in neglecting everything important.&lt;br /&gt;Important equals things like, HomeEcons proj,  MathHW7 &amp; Art &amp; Geog &amp; EnglishPhotoMontage &amp; STUDYING FOR BIO and and and I have no more time to brood about the rest ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&amp; Happy Birthday Mummy!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-5996613310489789543?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/5996613310489789543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=5996613310489789543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/5996613310489789543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/5996613310489789543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/02/to-absolute.html' title='To the absolute'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-8456513166392129971</id><published>2008-02-15T18:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T18:50:07.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When I Look To The Sky</title><content type='html'>I secretly think I have a &lt;s&gt;superhero&lt;/s&gt; shitass predictability power. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just complaining about how the test papers weren't returned to us yet and all of them got slammed in our faces within the first two days after school started. I haven't got any A1 for any individual paper, so am I going to be optimistic or what! Just Sec2, and just Term 1, and I am already dreading that revolting slip of reality. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually don't have the habit of publicising my test results, but this has been like a bug in my hair. I FAILED GEOG BY HALF A MARK LIKE !@#$%&amp;, I don't even get THIS lucky when I play cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn damn damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nevermind, I know I KNOW it all comes down to &lt;i&gt;it being my responsibility&lt;/i&gt; after all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I J D W T F A.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-8456513166392129971?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/8456513166392129971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=8456513166392129971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/8456513166392129971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/8456513166392129971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/02/when-i-look-to-sky.html' title='When I Look To The Sky'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-2706673202071084741</id><published>2008-02-14T19:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T20:12:55.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nonononono</title><content type='html'>Pwack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My throat hurts when I swallow anything ): And it's soooo painful but I wonder why it doesn't (probably haven't) affected my talking (touch wood). I think something there is swollen &amp; I don't like it! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes/ head have been hurting since erh, 3 days back. I dont think it's just a headache, though I can't exactly differentiate whether it's a headache or eyeache (?!) Now I can't look up or to the sides without turning my head entirely &amp; I don't like it! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND SINCE MY THROAT HURTS HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO EAT ALL MY VDAY SWEETS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohnoooooo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-2706673202071084741?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/2706673202071084741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=2706673202071084741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/2706673202071084741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/2706673202071084741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/02/nonononono.html' title='Nonononono'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-2887155052808910613</id><published>2008-02-11T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T20:57:46.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sir Rubbish</title><content type='html'>Lookit this! I am honest about developing stomach muscles from laughing during ____ lesson!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary Anne took up 4KB of my thumbdrive space to do this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;For contact and assistance, email me @&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maryannehoissofullofrubbishyeahyouknowsofullofrubbish@&lt;br /&gt;maryanneiskickass.com.sg.gov.edu.superduper.my.org.uk.&lt;br /&gt;sun.moon.stars.sngs.mediacrap.blogspot.google.livejournal.&lt;br /&gt;wordpress.xanga.wiki.yahoo.hotmail.msn.live.gmail.apple.&lt;br /&gt;orange.grape.pear.watermelon.pineapple.papaya.cherry.&lt;br /&gt;durian.kiwi.ostrich.kangaroo.koala.cukkabara.starfish.&lt;br /&gt;moonfish.sunfish.satellitefish.planetfish.&lt;br /&gt;supercalifragelisticexpealidocious.sugar.salt.pepper&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I don't what's with the sugar, salt, pepper at the end :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go grab that exciting new domain today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-2887155052808910613?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/2887155052808910613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=2887155052808910613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/2887155052808910613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/2887155052808910613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/02/sir-rubbish.html' title='Sir Rubbish'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-6660388588776151092</id><published>2008-02-10T10:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T10:26:03.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Thousand Splendid Suns</title><content type='html'>This year's Chinese New Year is so different - &lt;br /&gt;I haven't been gambling&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been stuffing bahkwa down my throat&lt;br /&gt;I started picking out more books to read&lt;br /&gt;I haven't really been busy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALTHOUGH -&lt;br /&gt;I have been playing Cheat so much I even won a trophy :D On neopets ha ha ha, it's really my sister's fault! And I have been drugging my diabetic tongue gummy bears and cola party sweets! And I have been waking up so late (and having so much energy) I start sleeping at nearly 2am every night (or morning)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning we all went to the airport to send my mother off to US/Mexico, and I prefer Terminal 3 so much more than Terminal 2 (DUH)! It's so glassy and bright (and hellishly cold) and the carpark is more spacious and colourful (they painted the ground :D)! And the chairs are not cold, hard plastic! They're plastic but erh, erh, much more comfortable! Ah coolshit to the max!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think my sister is so much more of a pig than me. It's about 10.16am now and the only thing we've done this morning is to have breakfast and be at the airport and  now she is back on the bed snoring her senses out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently my dreams have been so calculative. It's either about money or about test results (!). And so speaking of which, I don't exactly have a very enthusiastic approach about my Term 1 (I never do). So far we haven't got back any common test papers! INCLUDING the Ecology test we had on the first week of school! Are they like sending our papers to Cambridge for marking or what! ): I want to get them back quickly, or the woes about the different tests will just keep collating in my head, and very soon I won't have enough energy to think like a normal person. LIKE NOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no mood to go back to school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-6660388588776151092?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/6660388588776151092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=6660388588776151092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/6660388588776151092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/6660388588776151092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/02/thousand-splendid-suns.html' title='A Thousand Splendid Suns'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-8195448607790766093</id><published>2008-02-04T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T23:56:12.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy teen</title><content type='html'>The time now is 1144 (2344) and I am driving a madhouse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the time after tuition, I have been rushing to complete my art work which I have to redo. Because I spilled soya bean milk on my first one. (Remember to applause) And Mary Anne reminded me that we were supposed to use acrylic paint on the artwork (maybe that explains why my earlier could be destroyed), and wow, ain't I smart! I quote, 'Watercolour rockz my lyfe!'. I just finished my tingxie corrections in the quickest speed and my hands are so numb I am typing with one hand and one finger. And I am just about to exhale and go to sleep when it occurred to me that my friend "Hello, my name is Biology Test 3 and 4 of 2008, and I am here to help you be a happy teen" is coming to visit tomorrow! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, hmm, wow. &lt;br /&gt;And have I studied? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the part we all think so hard for an answer we have to be prescribed pills for migraines.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-8195448607790766093?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/8195448607790766093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=8195448607790766093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/8195448607790766093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/8195448607790766093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-teen.html' title='Happy teen'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-678668993926576324</id><published>2008-02-04T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T18:21:20.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Insult insult</title><content type='html'>So it's true, then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have thus concluded that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having tuition at anytime between 4.30pm to 6pm is a bad bad choice. &lt;br /&gt;It's the time when my brain is functioning the slowest and excreting the least thinking juice (excrete less means cannot absorb more). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so drained out doing crazy comprehension exercises I cannot bring myself to complete Art and study Biology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAH CHOOJIAHUI, go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;(Don't you dare)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-678668993926576324?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/678668993926576324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=678668993926576324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/678668993926576324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/678668993926576324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/02/insult-insult.html' title='Insult insult'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-2693294807220909877</id><published>2008-02-01T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T20:22:20.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Biochemphylogy</title><content type='html'>We were learning about enzymes and osmosis and diffusion and involvement of water &lt;i&gt;molly&lt;/i&gt;cules and their similarities and differences and potato experiments and solutes and solvents and just when I thought I was coping fine and catching my breath, we learnt about the circulatory system and the organs and tissues and the heart and the left chamber and right chamber and whatever auricles and ventricles and then she started talking about the locations of the valves and (that was when I thought my life was over)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohgee, it's February already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I'll go through one more torture cycle and it's going to be March! Then the term ends for a wee bit before we continue with this vicious routine. Oh, don't even mention March - my piano exam is at the &lt;b&gt;end of February&lt;/b&gt; and look, which part of me looks like I HAVE TIME TO PRACTICE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting to mention that I already threw away my face with my various graded assignments! In Biology, I didn't study. In History, the didn't mark the 10mark question that I spent a fraction of my youth on. In Geography, my handwriting was so hideous I "misspelled" so many words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the very same day last week when we had our Biology test, we had History too. Then this week we had Math on Wednesday and Geography today. And then we have Biology AGAIN on Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I can already feel the festive mood settling in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-2693294807220909877?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/2693294807220909877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=2693294807220909877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/2693294807220909877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/2693294807220909877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/02/biochemphylogy.html' title='Biochemphylogy'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-8959690251803397749</id><published>2008-01-30T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T22:35:58.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I must be going mad</title><content type='html'>23 hours 32 minutes 57 seconds, HAHAHA I MUST BE GOING MAD!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-8959690251803397749?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/8959690251803397749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=8959690251803397749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/8959690251803397749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/8959690251803397749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-must-be-going-mad.html' title='I must be going mad'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-8422917325164430983</id><published>2008-01-28T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T21:43:33.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're black on the inside</title><content type='html'>If I could start my life all over, I'd start by drinking more milk and eating more vegetables. If I could start my life all over, I'd start by choosing not to learn how to use the computer. If I could start my life all over, I'd start by talking less and hushing at the right times. If I had to learn something, I'd learn how to take responsibility. And if I had to ask for something, I'd ask to have more consideration.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-8422917325164430983?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/8422917325164430983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=8422917325164430983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/8422917325164430983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/8422917325164430983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/01/youre-black-on-inside.html' title='You&apos;re black on the inside'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-7715107062929140725</id><published>2008-01-21T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T18:16:06.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ought to be cherished</title><content type='html'>28J, 25M, 28M&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did kebabs today and my sister told me not to bring any home. Not that I did anyway, I tried my own and the other enthusiastic supporters (hungry people) were Christine and Rachel. But the rest of the day was rather cumbersome, carrying a stupid box around with me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we were briefed on the Sec3 subject combinations today. To get into Triple Science, you need to be among the top 100 of the level (gasp). And be great at Math and Science (hyperventilates). And the subjects I want to take aren't the subjects I do well in. Which is really sad ): Eg, I do better in Geography but I want to take History. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nose sucks alot because it has been blocked for the whole day. Breathing through my nose makes me take in alot of dirt and germs. Bad nose. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm about changing my playlist everyday now! &lt;br /&gt;From new songs to the old ones I listened to, then older, older, and even older. Like Amber Pacific and Goo Goo Dolls and etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm down on the daydream&lt;br /&gt;That sleepwalk should be over by now.&lt;br /&gt;I know that you, you make my dreams come true.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-7715107062929140725?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/7715107062929140725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=7715107062929140725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/7715107062929140725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/7715107062929140725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/01/ought-to-be-cherished.html' title='Ought to be cherished'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-1179601347588135710</id><published>2008-01-19T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T19:06:29.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't you fake it</title><content type='html'>I have never ran so much since 2008 commenced! I weighed myself at the gym and lost about 600grams. Oh but that didnt include recess meal and lunch. I have a very low metabolism rate. That's bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are my dental appointments spread out so far? The teeth extracting blah blah blah should be done soon. Another appointment on 29th January. I can't remember when the separators come in.. And if my first consultation and second consultation are so far apart (10 days!), my third consultation may not come before Chinese New Year! Damn. It was supposed to be my great attempt at cutting down on the bak gwa and crackers and sweets! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I am back. I forgot what I wanted to say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and this is random but I don't like how the Photoshop Elements is running so slowly! I just want to open a file so that I can save it in JPEG format and I am telling you my hair will turn white before it can finish loading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZZZ quickly quickly!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-1179601347588135710?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/1179601347588135710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=1179601347588135710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/1179601347588135710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/1179601347588135710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/01/dont-you-fake-it.html' title='Don&apos;t you fake it'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-1576012725423544481</id><published>2008-01-16T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T18:40:08.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad omen</title><content type='html'>Three things I have been thinking about all day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) The bird was set free&lt;br /&gt;2) The crow arrived&lt;br /&gt;3) The crow flew out, away from the convent &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was such a sick feeling. Less than one minute, I could hardly differentiate between the shouts of joy and the screams of horror. One moment everyone was cheering, then a momentary pause before everyone started screaming. I couldn't scream, I felt too sick ): So quickly, so unexpected, so unfortunate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why on this day, on this morning, on that mass?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, stupid crow, it was supposed to be our bird for the symbolism of freedom! Even if there ARE dangers out there, at least let the bird live for a minute longer out of the cage right! Rah why are so stupid and evil and blind and RAHHHHH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-1576012725423544481?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/1576012725423544481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=1576012725423544481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/1576012725423544481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/1576012725423544481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/01/bad-omen.html' title='Bad omen'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-2657149366568863842</id><published>2008-01-15T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T23:20:20.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Plane</title><content type='html'>I swear I have never been fully asleep in any lesson ever! It's always those half asleep half awake situations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's how it went, I was already sprawled on my table before prayer time and immediately after the bell went, I shut my eyes. Didn't open it for what seemed like a very very long &lt;s&gt;and satisfying&lt;/s&gt; time. Until Wei En tapped on my shoulder, I woke up ): Awdamn. But honestly, I am afraid to sleep in class okay! I can never do it as skillfully as other people I've seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Useful factors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1) A useful curtain of hair to cover your whole face&lt;br /&gt;(2) A deceiving posture to appear like you are listening&lt;br /&gt;(3) A designated seat in the class that is not tuned to the teacher's vision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Jia Hui does&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1) Sweep my hair aside to rest my head on my hands&lt;br /&gt;(2) HEAD FACED DOWN &lt;br /&gt;(3) Centre of the class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, like thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; something random&lt;br /&gt;I am really worried for my friend (not my friend) Rachel Lee Xiao Qiang (yeah, XQ as in The Cockroach) who has been extremely, extremely (and I mean more than usual) hyper and active and.. pretty much everything unusual anyone can do. Examples like, breaking out in random dance moves, occasionally doing one-handed workouts, laughing like a mad cow when she gets bullied, laughing even harder when we told her she got promoted to being a Moron-iter, and et cetera, et cetera. I shan't continue in case little kids get nightmares at night /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay it's 11 and I am tireddd&lt;br /&gt;My shoulders are aching and I am bored of homework&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-2657149366568863842?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/2657149366568863842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=2657149366568863842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/2657149366568863842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/2657149366568863842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/01/plane.html' title='Plane'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-8068960832352292311</id><published>2008-01-12T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T15:44:41.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For you a thousand times over</title><content type='html'>The Kite Runner is such a nice story. I haven't touched the book since school started and retouched it today and finally finished it! Now I can't wait for the movie to come out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There is a way to be good again."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I started on Red Mandarin Dress! The coincidence of the names in the book is.. unbelievable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-8068960832352292311?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/8068960832352292311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=8068960832352292311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/8068960832352292311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/8068960832352292311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/01/for-you-thousand-times-over.html' title='For you a thousand times over'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-1025241297594197778</id><published>2008-01-11T23:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T23:24:48.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take that look from off your face</title><content type='html'>At days when I return home I feel relieved and happy about my day, and I'd head straight to my bedroom to plomp my bag on the floor and go sleep :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At days when I return home I feel motivated and driven to mug like a shithole. So I head straight to my bedroom to plomp my bag on the floor and sit down, switch on the air con (sorry trees, sorry fossil fuels), and start mugging/ completing work for whichever subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At days when I return home I feel disappointed and confused about my day, I feel like heading straight to banging the keys on my piano till they fly off. Or rip cushions apart till my whole house is filled with cotton. Or throw all my textbooks on the floor and start jumping on them. Or or or- whatever. Shouldn't share too many unhealthy and unimaginable and rash thoughts of mine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Bio test is over (and I am so glad I studied)! And I know my paper is filled with tons of slips and careless mistakes but what is a test without these? And I haven't regretted making "The Right Choices" for myself this year. Or at least, I hope I won't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is now 11:15 and I am happy about having no programs tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-1025241297594197778?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/1025241297594197778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=1025241297594197778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/1025241297594197778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/1025241297594197778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/01/take-that-look-from-off-your-face.html' title='Take that look from off your face'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-7628934748075373743</id><published>2008-01-10T20:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T20:47:29.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The world will tell you it's not smart</title><content type='html'>Like &lt;s&gt;Science&lt;/s&gt; &lt;s&gt;Biology&lt;/s&gt; lessons can get any better at all, we have feather-light textbooks, so-damn-easy terms to memorise, a goodness-graciously amazing and interesting teacher, and last of all, of course we are all so damn interested in how more energy is lost in a longer food chain than in a shorter one. See, see, I told you I loved school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"AYE STOP COMPLAINING LAH, LIKE IT WILL HELP! YOU THINK YOUR FATHER OWN MOE AH!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAHLOR YAHLOR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And anyway, if tests were made use of to check on our diligence during the holidays, please let me skip that part and I'll tell you the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World says pomegranate.&lt;br /&gt;Christine (SYX) says pomarygranate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-7628934748075373743?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/7628934748075373743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=7628934748075373743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/7628934748075373743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/7628934748075373743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/01/world-will-tell-you-its-not-smart.html' title='The world will tell you it&apos;s not smart'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-7713389444640624652</id><published>2008-01-09T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T18:27:07.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>UGHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;This is so infuriating and I don't know what to tell you!&lt;br /&gt;SHIT SHIT SHIT&lt;br /&gt;DOUBLE SHIT&lt;br /&gt;TRIPLE SHIT&lt;br /&gt;SHIT TO THIS SHIT &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Not too many expectations, not too many.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-7713389444640624652?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/7713389444640624652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=7713389444640624652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/7713389444640624652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/7713389444640624652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/01/ughhhhhhhhhh-this-is-so-infuriating-and.html' title=''/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-7171276521070767125</id><published>2008-01-07T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T19:45:11.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Built to last</title><content type='html'>Lessons have officially started,&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I have finally went down to cut my hair, did I mention how light I felt?&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I realised I have been eating Orange Bowl everyday since school started&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I survived spotcheck yesterday with &lt;i&gt;moderate-length&lt;/i&gt; fingernails D:&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I survived morning jog today! &lt;br /&gt;&amp; I should have to start training for cough&lt;u&gt;Napfa&lt;/u&gt;cough soon&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I have interesting teachers, like honestly!&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I better start liking my homework&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Set myself some &lt;i&gt;expectations&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay and it occurred to me that when I blatantly mentioned that my blogskin was plain, I didn't really consider that IT IS REALLY SO #$%&amp;@ PLAIN. And I should devote another ten minutes to doll it up. A little. And then we'll figure things out from there onwards, yes! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have another two to three habits to get over, and then I will be done with the first stage of my personal discipline HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and AND! For the 4687946519845th time, I did not did not DID NOT CUT BANGS ): Ughhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-7171276521070767125?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/7171276521070767125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=7171276521070767125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/7171276521070767125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/7171276521070767125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/01/built-to-last.html' title='Built to last'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-6313058507599236872</id><published>2008-01-05T17:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T17:20:03.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gogo Franks</title><content type='html'>A ten-minute plain, simple layout is nevertheless better than a few-months old layout which I am quite (very) sick of, heh. And at least the layout looks similar in both Mozilla and Explorer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a dead tiring hell long day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-6313058507599236872?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/6313058507599236872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=6313058507599236872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/6313058507599236872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/6313058507599236872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/01/gogo-franks.html' title='Gogo Franks'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-7480307243836398550</id><published>2008-01-03T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T21:40:10.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deep. Sleep.</title><content type='html'>I wonder what spurred me on to stay awake after a full morning session in the Hall. The two people beside me were sleeping. Mary Anne rested her head on her knees and fell asleep, even though I politely told her to wake up (as in, kick her) several times because I happened to be stretching and saw a teacher staring, &lt;i&gt;staring&lt;/i&gt; in our direction. Whoops. At other times, Rachel was resting her head on both her hands and was I think, dreaming. Like, shaking her head at different moments and everything possibly embarrassing to do while you're asleep in front of your peers. Obviously it resulted in Christine and I being in fits of silent laughter so as to not wake them too abruptly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I wonder what class they come from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long tiring day.&lt;br /&gt;One more to the weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-7480307243836398550?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/7480307243836398550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=7480307243836398550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/7480307243836398550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/7480307243836398550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/01/deep-sleep.html' title='Deep. Sleep.'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-7935311645301652834</id><published>2008-01-02T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T20:28:11.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smartgirl</title><content type='html'>Hahah who can't help but love Rachel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the &lt;i&gt;hilarious&lt;/i&gt; (no really, it was quite enjoyable) Chinese enrichment SiJia WeiYun and I were dropping handphones into Rachel's too-big pinafore. The arm areas were ginormous! And we dropped a handphone on each side and called them (and they start vibrating) and then start stifling our laughter for Rachel's reaction. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attempt 1&lt;br /&gt;Rachel: Eh where's my phone ah?&lt;br /&gt;Jia Hui: Dunno.&lt;br /&gt;Weiyun: -laughs- Not with me.&lt;br /&gt;SiJia: Not with meeeee. Why you always think its me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Starts calling- &lt;br /&gt;-Rachel looks down, feels around in her pinafore for her phone-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel: Why is it in - Why is it vibrating???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-SiJia, Weiyun, JiaHui bursts out in laughter-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attempt 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-JiaHui swiftly removes Rachel's phone out of her sight (Sometimes I wonder how this happens cause the phone was placed in a extremely bright orange furry pouch. She didn't notice.)-&lt;br /&gt;-Rachel and Weiyun's phones are dropped into her pinafore-&lt;br /&gt;-SiJia and JiaHui stifles laughter and starts dialing-&lt;br /&gt;-Looks out for Rachel's reaction-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel: TSK!!!! Can you all stop putting things inside my pinafore!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attempt 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to be disclosed. Rachel has yet to find out :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yknow, we were even wondering if she was just plain thick-skinned or just playing along with us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-7935311645301652834?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/7935311645301652834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=7935311645301652834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/7935311645301652834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/7935311645301652834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/01/smartgirl.html' title='Smartgirl'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-8971801027066180442</id><published>2008-01-01T20:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T20:24:25.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Eight</title><content type='html'>Countdown (mostly just waiting for fireworks) at Esplanade was madness. Pushing, shoving, arguing with cops (other people lah). Happy New Year indeed! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The period between tonight and tomorrow morning will be a tough ordeal ):&lt;br /&gt;(1) I have to sleep on the upper bunk cause erh, my sister and I switch. Every two months. &lt;br /&gt;(2) I have to wake up at 6.30am, or maybe even 5.30am since my maid switches on the light - our very own Sun - in the room.&lt;br /&gt;(3) -&lt;br /&gt;(4) -&lt;br /&gt;(5) -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I realised I read so many books this holidays! I didn't think I'd have the dedication.&lt;br /&gt;(1) The Village by the Sea - Anita Desai ('cause I didn't have a choice)&lt;br /&gt;(2) Out - Natsuo Kirino&lt;br /&gt;(3) Eclipse - Stephenie Meyer (I WANT PAPERBACK ):)&lt;br /&gt;(4) Jia - Hyejin Kim&lt;br /&gt;(5) (Currently reading) The Kite Runner - Khaled Hosseini&lt;br /&gt;And I still have three - one in the bookstore - more down my list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; now my playlist consists of Fall Out Boy (again), Copeland (again), Augustana (again), Lifehouse (again), and Oasis (again).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-8971801027066180442?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/8971801027066180442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=8971801027066180442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/8971801027066180442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/8971801027066180442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2008/01/oh-eight.html' title='Oh Eight'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-6086765058101789709</id><published>2007-12-31T11:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T12:00:14.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't look back in anger</title><content type='html'>Let me round off the year with a dreadful, awful urge to bore the crap out of everyone out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost Possessions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1) Time &lt;br /&gt;Yknow, procrastination and what not.&lt;br /&gt;(2) Confidence &lt;br /&gt;What's more a dosage than twice a week?&lt;br /&gt;(3) Diligence &lt;br /&gt;I mean, it got negative. Before that was a zero.&lt;br /&gt;(4) The camera &lt;br /&gt;Which subsequently added on to so much hassle for everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;(5) My sanity &lt;br /&gt;No exams, believe me, no exams.&lt;br /&gt;(6) Honesty &lt;br /&gt;HONESTLY, I lie to myself more often.&lt;br /&gt;(7) Respect &lt;br /&gt;I thought I'd once disliked people to jeer at others, until I met my own match.&lt;br /&gt;(8) Patience&lt;br /&gt;Time is worth too much cash to be spent looking at clouds. Hmm, remember to refer to (1), yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gained Possessions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1) Procrastinating ability&lt;br /&gt;'So proud of it.&lt;br /&gt;(2) -&lt;br /&gt;(3) -&lt;br /&gt;(4) To be kept in view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to start a new year because I know I won't want it to end. &lt;br /&gt;I have yet to draw out my resolutions but I thought about how resolutions become made for us as we grow older. It's almost as if we're obliged to "Have That Resolution, Or Else.." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A copy of my resolution on going to Primary 1&lt;br /&gt;(1) Like my school&lt;br /&gt;(2) Be nice to people&lt;br /&gt;(3) Have a dog (WHAT? I didn't know resolutions weren't usually nouns yknow)&lt;br /&gt;(4) Grow taller&lt;br /&gt;(5) Be happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A copy of my resolution on going to Primary 4&lt;br /&gt;(1) Do better in Math&lt;br /&gt;(2) Do better in Science&lt;br /&gt;(3) Stop forgetting to bring things&lt;br /&gt;(4) Be happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A copy of my resolutin on going to Primary 6&lt;br /&gt;(1) Do consistent revision and assessment&lt;br /&gt;(2) Use less computer&lt;br /&gt;(3) Beat my sister for PSLE (Damn)&lt;br /&gt;(4) Improve in Higher Chinese&lt;br /&gt;(5) Improve in Math&lt;br /&gt;(6) Be happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A copy of my resolution on going to Secondary 1&lt;br /&gt;(1) Stop being childish&lt;br /&gt;(2) Start having more discipline&lt;br /&gt;(3) Don't fail any subjects (yet)&lt;br /&gt;(4) Be happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not about to state my resolutions for Secondary 2 because these things don't come true after you say them. In case you were wondering, yes I don't exactly intend to return to Primary 1 nor Primary 4 nor Primary 6 nor Secondary 1 next year so it doesn't matter that I wrote all those on top. But can you see the difference in the things I am targeting for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a sad, competitive life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay whatever, hooray to 2008!&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure I'll have that same sentimental yearning for the year not to end so, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;I don't like the location of my new class.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-6086765058101789709?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/6086765058101789709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=6086765058101789709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/6086765058101789709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/6086765058101789709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2007/12/dont-look-back-in-anger.html' title='Don&apos;t look back in anger'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-1780101725447277939</id><published>2007-12-29T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T16:35:19.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I know you stole the sun</title><content type='html'>I remember getting sick, then four onepurity people came over, then we started &lt;i&gt;discussing&lt;/i&gt; answers for holiday homework, then MeiQi started hogging the computer, then Loren started banging songs from Secret on my piano, then Victoria suggested we watch The Prestige (my fifth or sixth time I suppose), then we started being total spoilers for the other three (MeiQi Loren HuiYu). Especially MeiQi who demanded to know every action a few seconds before it shows. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in magic! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School starts in 4 &lt;s&gt;nerve-wrecking, life-changing, grieving&lt;/s&gt; days. &lt;br /&gt;Time to sleep more! (E.g. Sleep early, wake up late)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-1780101725447277939?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/1780101725447277939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=1780101725447277939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/1780101725447277939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/1780101725447277939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-know-you-stole-sun.html' title='I know you stole the sun'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-4718004740414526571</id><published>2007-12-26T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T17:41:55.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh, whatever</title><content type='html'>Christmas is over! And people only started receiving my cards today pffft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is starting in exactly a week! And I am in Two Truth. HELLO CHINGPINGZZZZZZZZZ, SEOW &amp; XIAO QIAN(G)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eurgh but I don't want to start school! I don't want to wake up early I don't want to submit homework I don't want to learn more difficult things I don't want common tests on the first week of school I don't want to start studying I don't want to be a fourteen year old! I was just getting used to this aimless, guilt-free, anti-stress holiday! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohnoooooooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;How disappointing ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-4718004740414526571?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/4718004740414526571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=4718004740414526571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/4718004740414526571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/4718004740414526571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2007/12/sigh-whatever.html' title='Sigh, whatever'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-2276554659732864177</id><published>2007-12-23T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T22:51:01.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Colourful Christmas</title><content type='html'>About two hours until the eve of Christmas Day. Just to remind myself, I still have yet to buy you and you presents, and I have yet to &lt;i&gt;finish&lt;/i&gt; you's present, and I have yet to wrap you's present, and I have yet to fulfil you and you and you's wishes. Hmm, yes, that's about My Very Own Christmas List.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is full of surprises, so I decided that you is going to be extremely surprised when she sees her present because.. because.. because she probably never expected that in a million years. Not in a good way I suppose, since I didn't exactly spend &lt;i&gt;alot&lt;/i&gt; of money but hahaha, I think cheap prices rock! (Whoops sorry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also to surprise you and you and you and you. Surprise 1) because we collaborated and surprise 2) because I did something I have never, ever, ever attempted in my thirteen years. Like never. It really portrays how home-economic I am, really. Okay drat, giving out too much description. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, to all the yous, wait for Christmas! It's in &lt;b&gt;two days&lt;/b&gt; and I hope yous get my card accurately on the 25th cause I sort of had a bit of trouble with the stamps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, &lt;br /&gt;Happy Holidays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(which are devastatingly coming to an end)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-2276554659732864177?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/2276554659732864177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=2276554659732864177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/2276554659732864177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/2276554659732864177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2007/12/colourful-christmas.html' title='Colourful Christmas'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7128115.post-4222772854433272407</id><published>2007-12-21T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T20:46:21.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weighing options</title><content type='html'>It was only when Meiqi started asking me questions involving History that I realised, gee, I don't even remember the definitions of the terms anymore! Which conveniently implies I haven't actually &lt;i&gt;attempted&lt;/i&gt; those structured essays. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoops. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then Lai Sum asked me if I had completed my English homework/ finished reading Village by the Sea. I could vividly remember that I last read it 3 years ago but I somehow can't seem to really remember the story. Right now I am drowning myself in Eclipse - I could no longer stand waiting for the stupid paperback edition, though I am so sure that it will come out &lt;i&gt;very, very soon&lt;/i&gt;. Especially now that they'd conned me into buying Hard Cover, grrrrr - and I am only halfway through the book - I got it yesterday, but being at my Grandparents' with my cousins' determination to kill me with their body weights wasn't exactly the best place for me to finish - so I  don't foresee myself having any intentions picking up that book. Until maybe, 1st or 2nd of January.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoops. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, too fast, too fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two conclusions -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) The holidays passed too quickly ):&lt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I am slow in completing holiday assignments and lack the patience and discipline to sit down and think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We know we would all choose Option 1, no? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I am wearing a mop on my head - no wonder I can't think - so I think I should trim/ layer/ shave off!/ cut my hair before school reopens. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4 days to Christmas!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7128115-4222772854433272407?l=-tappingroulette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/feeds/4222772854433272407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7128115&amp;postID=4222772854433272407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/4222772854433272407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7128115/posts/default/4222772854433272407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-tappingroulette.blogspot.com/2007/12/weighing-options.html' title='Weighing options'/><author><name>JIAH.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
